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[littlesneaky]

The day had been long and full of A LOT OF TRAINING (please don't make him do more, shifu). Wen Kexing had gone to town for some reason and Chengling is left with the task of trying to make dinner. Needless to say, there is no meat to be had for this meal. He makes sure it's all set out and ready before he goes in search of his master.

"Shifu," a bow, "Dinner is ready."

[fated_dance]

More training. All the training.

Zishu has been meditating, enjoying the rare quiet without Wen Kexing around to fill it - a lie, he honestly does like the playful banter the other man teases him with. The call for dinner draws him back, though he doesn't immediately acknowledge his disciple. The bow, he can tell there's a bow, is likely correct and proper.

But he draws in a breath and opens his eyes to study the youth, expression neutral as he considers what to have the young man do next. But Chengling has cooked, so he will at least give it a try, so he nods and pushes himself to his feet. As long as it isn't raw, he'll force himself to eat, with his senses going...taste has fled. Even the stronger flavors barely make an impression now.

"Ah." He does make a show of looking for Kexing as he follows to where Chengling has laid out their meal. "He hasn't returned?"

TFLN continued

[fated_dance]

Prompts

[fated_dance]

1) You left me a note that said "The Earth is blowing up. Bring the Rosé." WTF.
2) I didn’t say it was classy, I said it was sexy.
3) I came home to find him twitching on the floor, surrounded by unopened condoms and covered in cranberry sauce (yes I tasted it) while Thundercats was playing.
4) Apparently I told the mayor I want to be a trophy wife.
5) Our son just found our secret Sex Dungeon that is no longer hidden in our basement. He brought his Xbox and the TV down there he is currently sitting in the sex swing playing video games. What do I do?
6) Text him!

For Runyu

[fated_dance]

Zishu had been told to expect his new bride on their wedding day - presumably to limit the chance of changing his mind and making this difficult. It didn't matter though, he had agreed to it. What kind of leader would he be if he couldn't go through with something he'd expect from his followers?

The ceremony is barely an hour away and he received word that his bride was being delivered. Of course he stepped to a window to peer out, no hint of emotions or thoughts cross his expression. Nerves can be suppressed. Calm is what is needed today.

But the sight below stuns him as the man in beautiful, perfect white wedding robes is helped down from the carriage. Stuns him just enough for his eyes to widen a touch and his lips to part, though no sound escapes. He gathers himself a moment later, allowing a faint smirk to touch his lips as he forces himself to pull away.

His heart races, and he marvels at himself. How rare it is these days for him to be affected so immediately!

He looks forward to the ceremony now though, despite all the ridiculous pomp and circumstance of the whole affair. Zishu lets attendants descend upon him and finish up before tugging him to where he is to stand.

[dragonrising]

He knew why he was here. The wife of his father and mother of his brother was trying to remove him as an obstacle. Ever since he'd learned who his real mother was, watched her be killed before his very eyes, she'd been testing him. Their last conversation still rang so clearly in his mind.

With the implication that his mother's people would be slaughtered if he didn't obey he'd agreed when his father had told him of the arrangement. Her doing. Runyu knew that. But he was powerless to stop it if he wanted to protect them.

Obviously sending an Immortal to marry a mortal was dangerous. However, his father had assured him that this man could handle it. Runyu had seethed with anger the entire way here before calming himself.

Throughout the ceremony he played his part well. A quiet and submissive bride. The feast after had grown tiresome fast and eventually he'd excused himself to his new rooms. Here he was able to grab something to throw it against a wall before summoning a bath. At least the water would be soothing since it was his natural element.

But his bath was interrupted by a knock on the door. Stepping from the water, he threw on a robe to hide his body, to hide the scars he hated so much. Still dripping wet, the inner robe clinging to his slender frame and hair down, he opened the door.

Only to find himself blinking at the sight of his now husband.

OTA

[fated_dance]

It is a common practice for rulers to have concubines. Of any gender the ruler so wishes. It's even a measure of status for the concubines in the palace, the amount of jewels and gold worn.

Zhou Zishu is proud to be such a concubine that he wears gold chains off his wrists and ankles, wrapped around his limbs under and over his clothes. He is meticulous in his preparations and grooming each day. So what if he's not the only one in his master's harem, not the only one at his master's beck and call.

So he's already prepared when he receives his summons, and smiles serenely as he leaves for the master's quarters. Tonight has him wearing a sheer layer over deep red undergarments, and his hair is pulled back with more gold chains and jewels.

The guards knock for him, then open the doors when bid, and he lowers his head as he strides confidently inside, a smile teasing his lips as he bows to his beloved master.

[gentledawn]

The idea of a man like Xiao Xingchen having a harem might be laughable to some, however each and every one of his concubines is treated with love and respect. Not one of them, at least openly, has desires to be free of him. Thus when Zhou Zishu enters his rooms, a gentle smile is already curving Xingchen's lips. He dressed in light blue with ornaments of silver rather than gold. Many liken him to the moon and when he wears such colors, he seems to glow brighter.

"My Zishu..." he purrs and holds out his hands, "You look radiant."

[scramordie]

There were those that made it out as if the Ghost Lord of Ghost Valley was a cruel man, but there was no cruelty to him. Everyone within his court was treated equally and fairly, which included his concubines. Some would probably mistake them for someone of his royal court if they didn't pay attention to how the concubines dressed. He did not care how they dressed or the way they chose to look as long as they were presentable and clean.

He had never had a problem out of any of his people in that respect. Unfortunately, he does have a favorite among those within his realm and they know it. Zhou Zishu had won his heart long before now. The moment the man was brought to him.

"You have outdone yourself today."

Not that Zishu didn't do that every day, but today seemed to just scream the other having outdone himself, the soft smile on Kexing's lips showing that he's pleased with said outcome.

[longyan]

A small serpent with beautiful white scales curls up in Zishu's discarded robes. Once the little creature is settled to its liking, its eyes close and it breathes out contentedly.

The scent of the owner of these robes is magnificent and he is tired from his journey. Do forgive the wide yawn - complete with tiny fangs - that he gives before he lays his head down to rest.

[fated_dance]

The sight brings a soft smile to the dragon's fox's lips and Zishu gently scoops his mate up, robes and all, and carries him to Zishu's favorite place to sit. He settles his beloved in his lap and runs loving fingers over the beautiful scales.

Isn't sleeping on him better than just discarded robes? Zishu thinks so!

For devilgod

[fated_dance]

[ ooc: Continued from here ]

Only one way to find out.

<3

[devilgod]

Tell me where to go and I will be there.

[xiaowei]

A white fox trails after Zhou Zishu, hiding in the snow when he thinks he has been spotted. His ears perk up and when the coast is clear, he stubbornly follows Zishu again. Then, after sunset, he approaches the fire the man builds and speaks.

What? You thought he was just a fox?

"Help me."

[fated_dance]

Maybe he hasn't seen his little shadow yet, but Zishu is fairly certain he has one. He often does, even when he should be alone. He doesn't try to trap this shadow though, there's something about it that has him look for a more secluded place to spend the night.

The fire doesn't scare it away, and when he finally sees the beautiful creature, his eyes go a little wide. Then a voice speaks up...from said fox. Asking for help. That's what matters most.

"How am I to help you?"

[rathernap]

"Zishu." Beiyuan calls for his friend, sounding sleepy. As if that is any surprise. They both know he values his naps and generally finds life tiresome - unless he is causing trouble.

"Why is everything so quiet?" his brow furrows as if he simply can't figure it out! He reaches out to tug on Zishu's sleeve. One tug. Two tugs. Is he really a dignified prince?

meeting up with NHS after TFLN!

[illicitly]

[OOC: Continuing from here!]

The further Nie Huaisang gets away from the oppressive atmosphere of the Impure Realm and the role he has to play there, the softer and more relaxed he becomes. The neverending weight of clan responsibilities is barely felt by the time he reaches the natural rock formation near the road outside of Qinghe he typically meets Zhou Zishu at. He's dressed down when he arrives, wearing humble peasant clothing and a matching cloak, without a guan, fan, or glittering ring in sight. It's how he usually dresses when he wants to travel without attracting anyone's notice - no easy feat when one's an infamous public figure but he somehow he manages. On the off-chance he does get recognized by someone, he's quick to endear himself to them, either through generous bribes, personal favors only someone of his rank can give, or a simple charm offensive in order to guarantee their silence about his activities.

He's humming to himself and there's an odd spring to his step when he approaches. Has his lover arrived yet or did he somehow get here before him in his eagerness?

/wiggles!

[fated_dance]

Zhou Zishu has always been careful with his appearance, and disguise is one thing he's skilled at. Today, he's dressed similarly, with a straw hat to shade his face. The horse waiting patiently harnessed to the simple carriage is one a better off peasant could expect to have.

He beams when he sees his sweet lover approach and steps down from the driver's seat. Even just in humble clothes, he feels Nie Huaisang is handsome. The smile turns to a grin when he sees the eager spring in that step and he holds out a hand. "Come up, we have a little ways to go."

TFLN cont'd - Wen Kexing

[fated_dance]

[ From here ]


Of course you'll train hard tomorrow, Lao Wen. I'll spar with you.

:3 Thank ye!

[ghostlord]

You will show me no mercy! [He "collapses" against Zishu with a whimper of sorrow.]

TFLN cont'd - Beiyuan

[fated_dance]

[ From here ]

I worry about you because I care, that won't change.

[rathernap]

Get over here and let me take care of you.

TFLN cont'd - Xiao Wei

[fated_dance]

[ continued from here! ]


[ Zishu shivers under the gentle touch of teeth. He's not afraid even of his fox's sharp teeth. Being stripped has him smile and he slowly tangles their legs together, enjoying the feeling of skin on skin. ]

We'll figure it out.

<3 <3 <3

[xiaowei]

We will cultivate together. {Xiao Wei kisses down Zishu's neck and pets over the man's sides.} Every day. There are places we can travel to, as well. Places with a lot of spiritual energy.

TFLN cont'd - Xingchen

[fated_dance]

[ From here ]


[ Zishu gasps at feeling Xingchen spill inside him again, then laughs giddily. He clenches around his lover, aiming to claim every last drop before his own climax adds to the mess between them. ]

A-Chen!

<3 <3 perfect!

[gentledawn]

[What mess? He knows of no mess! The liquid that drips down his abdomen is special - a sign of their affection for one another. Xingchen likes the sensation - it tickles - and he drags Zishu into a deep kiss.]

Mmmn I'm going to become addicted to this.

Nearly completely canonblind post... GO!

[gundamofthedesert]

He probably looked pretty mysterious to most people in the city where he lived now. Even though he wore the normal fashion for the area, whenever he was outside, walking through the streets, he was careful to keep his hood up, carefully positioned and secured so it was hard for it fall off. It was pretty much the only way he knew he'd get peace to go shopping or do anything really.

Quatre had been here for sometime, having traveled here as part of an ambassadorship with the country. Luckily, his guide at the start had warned him - he would be seen as both exotic and suspicious. His blond hair was not something most people saw and earn him curious attention. The fact that his hair was short would make people question if he was trustworthy or not.

So he chose to hide it, at least with people who wouldn't understand. His hair color had earned him looks back home too, but the length of his hair was not an issue there; it was normal. At least he had managed to convince some people that he wasn't suspicious.

And that's where he headed back to after running some necessary errands since he had letters to send and a few things to buy. When he got home, he passed through the gate and immediately headed to a place where people outside the property couldn't see his hair. Only then did he untie it and remove his hood.

He sighed, leaning against the fence post behind him. It was exhausting trying to hide all the time. But he didn't with at least one person.

wheeeeeeeeeeeee!

[fated_dance]

Short hair the color of the sun? Yes. People would view the man with suspicion and avoid him, if they didn't simply attack or try to capture him. Zishu doesn't regret the warning he'd given Quatre after the short initial meeting.

There was just something about him that drew Zishu to him. So he kept a careful, subtle watch over Quatre's movements, wanting to make sure no one causes Quatre trouble. To his cousin and the majority of his men, this is simply part of his job. Expected, of the Leader of the Window of Heaven.

Knowing Quatre has returned, Zishu makes his way only to pause, studying the lines of exhaustion. His gaze drops briefly before he walks forward to join him.

"I have tea ready, if you would join me?"