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[fated_dance]

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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?"

[littlesneaky]

Chengling isn't very good at cooking still but he's been practicing and he tries his best, of course. He is sure this is at least serviceable. He hopes so anyway... He nearly lets relief flood his face when the other gets up at least he'll try to eat what Chengling made. He bows again when they get to where the food is laid out, waiting for Zishu to settle.

"No, not yet," Chengling frowns. "Should he be back by now?"

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 cultivatingsin #3

[fated_dance]

From here

Do you promise it to be more interesting?

For ghostlord #4

[fated_dance]

From here

[ ...Kexing is ridiculous. Why does he love him? Zishu shakes his head and opens the door. ]

If you're staying, come in. Otherwise... [ Does he really need to finish his 'threat'? He can't hide the fond grin though. ]

[cultivatingsin]

I can deeeefinitely promise that! Do you want me to use sauce?

[ghostlord]

(Because he's very sexy! Have you seen these fan skills? Kexing flashes him a bright smile and saunters up to the door.)

Is that how you greet everyone? (He purses his lips, clearly wanting a kiss.)

[fated_dance]

You've used it already, try something different.

[fated_dance]

[ Yes and this is a Problem! Too sexy! Zishu is trying very hard not to smile, but failing! ]

No. Only you.

[ Up to the door? Oh no. No, he's not having that. He reaches out and tugs his soulmate inside. ]

[cultivatingsin]

Well that's okay, I'm delicious without it.

[fated_dance]

Oh? Have you tasted yourself?

[cultivatingsin]

Maybe. I like knowing I'm a treat~

[fated_dance]

Ridiculous.

[cultivatingsin]

You've never tasted yourself, huh.

[fated_dance]

My blood, yes. [ Deliberately difficult? Of course~ ]

[cultivatingsin]

Blood isn't good. What about your skin?

You know, I can taste you for you.

[ghostlord]

(Then you know what you need to do, Zishu! Take your soulmate to your bed and have your way with him, of course!)

I feel so special!

(Laughing throatily, Kexing steals a kiss for himself. Because he can.)

[fated_dance]

Sucking poison out, yes.

Are you sure you want to make that offer? I might bite.

[fated_dance]

[ Oh yes, he knows. But teasing is so much fun!

Zishu laughs, only to grin into the kiss and reaches up to rest a hand against his beloved's cheek. His expression softens and he rests their heads together. ]

You are to me.

[ghostlord]

(Until Kexing pouts and then all bets are off!

He smiles when they part - first a bit shy and then with rapidly growing warmth. Zishu knows just how to lift his spirits.)

That's all that matters. (He wraps the smaller man in his arms and nudges their noses together.)

[cultivatingsin]

How can you even notice it then? Surely you were panicking.

You can bite me all you like!

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.