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"Answer to what"
Shang Qinghua looks completely clueless, curious eyes looking back at Mobei Jun. The demon is left speechless for a moment.
"Qinghua-What has been happening for the past months.."
"What has been happening?" Shang Qinghua's brows furrow with more confusion.
This cannot be- Surely Qinghua knows that Mobei Jun has been courting him for many months now. There is no other way to explain everything that has happened between them. He must know-
"Are you really not aware?" Mobei Jun cannot keep the surprise out of his words.
"Aware of what my king?" He has started to look anxious now, shifting on his feet restlessly.
"Of this king's affection for you."
Shang Qinghua gasps loudly-a hand to mouth gasp with wide eyes and parted lips.
He doesn't know. Mobei Jun realizes. All this time he had been trying his best to woo his human, do everything in a way so that Shang Qinghua would like him more. And it even felt like it sometimes- the way Qinghua would act shy around him sometimes, stare when he thought Mobei Jun wasn't looking and accepting all of his gifts. And yet today he finds out Shang Qinghua wasn't even aware that Mobei Jun was courting him all along.
Before, Mobei Jun was uncertain of his place in Shang Qinghua's life. Worried if Qinghua would accept his courting or not ,when will he approach Mobei Jun himself, when will he give his answer. He was waiting but with a hope that everything will turn out good in the end.But today even that flicker of hope sways precariously. If Shang Qinghua liked him, surely he would have realized that Mobei Jun's behavior and affections towards him are vastly different than the rest.
"What are you saying?" Shang Qinghua whispers with disbelief.
"I have been courting Qinghua." Mobei Jun's voice comes out a little fainter than usual.
Shang Qinghua actually squeaks this time, covering his mouth again and staring at him with wider eyes still. "Y-you have been what?"
Mobei Jun feels anxious and tired. Just whose fault was it in the middle that it has come to this. He had assumed that he was conveying his emotions well with the courting gestures .But in consideration of not making his jittery human outright uncomfortable with any bold gestures and declarations, a lot of words had been left unsaid on his part.
And Qinghua thought - Mobei Jun doesn't even know what he thought.
"Did Qinghua really not realize? Has this this king not been clear with his intentions.I have been so.. I treat Qingua differently. Than anyone else."
"I don't.. I don't understand this-" Qinghua still looks dumbfounded, unable to process everything Mobei Jun has said. His hands are trembling slightly from where they are clenched at his sides now.
"This king made noodles for Qinghua" That is what Mobei Jun remembers to say, because that is one thing he would never ever do for anyone other than Shang Qinghua.
"I thought you were just appreciating me -As your advisor."
"Can Qinghua imagine me doing this for anyone other than him?"
"I...well no but- How did I not realize that you were courting me! When did you.." Shang Qinghua trails off, making his usual hard thinking face. And then he keeps thinking for a while.
"Oh shit!" The peak lord exclaims after some moments "You really were courting me! Holy shit!How the fuck did I not realize? Shang Qinghua you idiot-"
"Qinghua-" Mobei Jun puts a stop to the peak lord's meltdown. "This king doesn't care about the past. What I feel for Qinghua, I have never felt for another. It makes this king unsure but- I have courted you before and I can do it again. However many times Qinghua asks but I need to know-"
Mobei Jun stalls, an answer he has anticipated for a long time and anticipates even more tonight. Anxiously, he dares to take Qinghua's hand, warm in his cold one.
" Qinghua-now that you know. What is your answer?"
Shang Qinghua has turned pink from ears to cheeks, hand squirming in Mobei Jun's large one.
"M-my king. How can you possibly fall for someone like me." His eyes are downcast , trying to make himself smaller than he already is. The unsure tone of his voice makes Mobei Jun irrationally angry despite acknowledging to himself that he has played a part in making Qinghua feel worthless before.
Mobei Jun cradles Qinghua's face with the other hand, and tips his head to make their eyes meet.
"For this king, Qinghua is perfect and the most beautiful. No one comes close. This king has never looked at another except you Qinghua. Can you really not see how much I appreciate you?"
Shang Qinghua's eyes soften. His hand stops squirming and clasps around Mobei Jun's firmly instead. " I don't know what I have done to deserve your attention my king but I will fight hard to keep it."
"Qinghua doesn't have to fight. There is noone this king shall ever spare a glance at but you."
"Ah my king! Who would have known you are a secretly a sweet talker hmm." There is mirth shining in the corner of Shang Qinghua's eyes and Mobei Jun has never found him more glowing and beautiful. "Not me. No matter how many lifetimes I've spent wishing for this."
His tone becomes wistful at last , a pain larger than Mobei Jun's being encapsulated in the words. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this my king. You could not begin to imagine-"
Mobei Jun bends down and takes those soft lips into his before they can speak more painful memories into existence. Shang Qinghua squeaks caught off gaurd, eyes widening in surprise but it is only a matter of moments before he melts into him promptly, leaving himself pliant to Mobei Jun's whims.
Mobei Jun has imagined this moment many times now. Since the moment, he had realized the nature of his affection for Qinghua, a dormant desire had awakened in him letting him see and feel his human in a different light. Every touch, every brush of skin had strengthened that pot of bubbling desire and yet nothing from his imagination compares to the real thing.
Shang Qinghua feels so soft ,so warm beneath him, moving his lips against Mobei Jun's eagerly with enthusiasm. It makes Mobei Jun's hands itch with how much he wants to take and take. He lets his hands slide over Qinghua's waist , petting and pulling him closer, chest to chest- making the human gasp into his mouth. Mobei Jun takes the opportunity to do what feels right at the moment, thrusting his tongue into the open lips. And oh- how warm, how inviting. Mobei Jun could never get enough. The beast inside him wants to spend the rest of the day here, getting acquainted with the inside of Qinghua's mouth until no crook is left unfamiliar.
"Ah! M-my king-"
Mobei Jun lets up only when Shang Qinghua slaps his chest for a breath. The peak lord is looking positively bullied -whole face pink with the exertion of their kissing and his lips are slick and colored a pale shade of red from the assault of Mobei Jun's mouth. It takes all of Mobei Jun's will power to not immediately dive in again.
"This king will make up for all the lost time. Qinghua needs not to worry." Mobei Jun vows reverently ,because he has promised himself to never let any harm befall his mate again. No matter what it takes and what it costs.
Shang Qinghua blushes furiously at that for some reason. "Ahaha! I think we..need to slow down my king."
Mobei Jun frowns." Does Qinghua not wish to get courted yet?"
"Oh c-courting! Of course of course. I.. I want that." Shang Qinghua's pink cheeks and ears tell a more compelling story than his words.
"Hmm. Was there something else on Qinghua's mind." Mobei Jun gives into the urge and finally bites a warm lobe between his teeth, caressing the askew collar of the peak lord's robes to expose him more.
"Ah- no! I was just..uhmm" The rest of the words are lost for a while with Mobei Jun staking his claim on that beautifully exposed neck, sucking and biting in the way it feels natural.
Mobei Jun's demonic thirst feels stronger with every passing second. If he had thought that all his desire had been awakened by Shang Qinghua's proximity before this day , he had been utterly wrong because it doesn't even come close to what he is actually feeling after having him under his hands. The greed is making Mobei Jun feel disoriented like nothing has ever before. He can feel the control slipping from his hands with every new inch of skin getting exposed to lick and teeth at.
"My king no!" Shang Qinghua finally comes to his senses at the sound of clothe tearing under Mobei Jun's claws. "We can't do this here- please.."
Mobei Jun has a hard time stopping himself, but at least he pauses his hands in where he was trying to tear the offensive robe off of Shang Qinghua completely to access more skin. It still takes him some time to completely part from the tempting sight beneath his mouth though.
Mobei Jun kisses up the reddened neck and then lets their lips meet again in a soft reunion while trying to calm himself down , lest he scares away Qinghua on the first day he has got to touch him.
The Northern king finally parts from his human when he feels like there is no breath left in Shang Qinghua to give. The taste of gluttony is sweeter than he had imagined.
Qinghua is panting harshly, flushed from cheeks to chest. "Oh fuck!" He throws his head back to rest against the cold wall, trying to regulate his breathing while his fists clench on Mobei Jun's robes for support.
It is amusing, how he doesn't realize what willingly exposing his vulnerable neck like this, does to a predator like Mobei Jun. The delicate of thread of his control slips once again.
Mobei Jun slips a hand around the delicate throat, not putting any pressure but just letting it rest there. He presses a little closer, and Qinghua's eyes widen at the evidence of his desire.
"M-my king."
"My Qinghua." Mobei Jun purrs into his mate's ear."Let this king take you to his bed."
Shang Qinghua wails, pushing him back by the hands on his chest. "You! Y-you are bad for my mental health. Urghhh-"
Mobei Jun frowns , feeling disgruntled. Aren't they on the same page here? He is pretty sure he had felt Qinghua's desire before.
"My sweet king." Shang Qinghua cajoles Mobei Jun by putting his hands on his face and tiptoeing to press an unassuming kiss to his nose. It is a very tender gesture and does something funny to Mobei Jun's chest, different from the desire he was feeling before.
"Won't you wait for me a little longer. I need time..To prepare myself."
"How long." Mobei Jun winds his arms around Qinghua's waist again, unable to stay away for longer, now that he knows how soft and small Qinghua feels in his sturdy arms.
Shang Qinghua frowns slightly at that , unsure.
"Its alright. This king can wait." Mobei Jun pacifies the same way Qinghua had, by placing a sweet kiss on his nose -hoping to smoothen out that frown. "Qinghua should take his time."
"Arghhhh!" Shang Qinghua jumps into his arms wrapping his arms around Mobei Jun's neck tightly.
"My king I'm not going to survive if you keep being like this." He pulls his head back to stare into Mobei Jun's eyes tenderly. "Oh. I can do this all a thousand times over my king. But only if I get you in the end."
"I am Qinghua's. Always and every time."
Shang Qinghua's happy squeal brings a deep sense of satisfaction to Mobei Jun , causing his lips to quirk up with a small smile that delights Shang Qinghua to no end.
Mobei Jun can do this a thousand times over too. Only slightly different ,so his beloved never has to suffer again and Mobei Jun still gets him in the end. Always and everytime.