Chapter 40 - Spicy Chicken

Long hugged his slender waist and pulled him closer. His tongue penetrated his mouth, touching every crevice of his wet cavern. His lover's tongue met his shyly.

He sucked it into his mouth and bit it with his canines.

"Mnn," Xia moaned, pulling at his clothes. He looped his hands over his shoulders and stood on his tiptoe, kissing the little snake with all the passion he could.

The surrounding people gasped, looking at the pair.

"Too bad, I thought I could match my niece with that handsome man," a lady nearby whispered.

"Yes, even the black clothed man is very handsome,"

"They look almost ethereal." The lady giggled and patted her friend's shoulder.

"Let's search for some artist nearby, I would like to have them painted, Eep," the lady squealed. She pulled her skirt and darted across the market.

"Wait, I want one copy too." Her friend shouted and ran after her.

The mentioned pair did not even notice their conversations. They were busier fighting a war with their tongue.

"Mnn," Xia moaned and pulled away from the seductive snake. He peered deeply into his eyes and whispered, "We are in the middle of the street."

"Hmm, we are," Long mumbled, tucking a small strand of hair behind his ears.

"Others are looking," Xia nuzzled his nose with the little snake's sharp one.

"Let them look." Long chuckled and bit his oil coated lips.

"Hehe," Xia chuckled and kissed him back.

Long held his lover's little waist and lifted him up and kissed him ferociously.

After minutes of licking and biting, two separated. A small string of transparent saliva connected their now moist lips.

Xia jumped down from his arms and bit into the spicy chicken leg.

Long chuckled. He held his lover's hand and took a big bite out of it. "Juicy," he mumbled, chewing the spicy piece of meat in his mouth.

"It is," Xia smirked and took a bite from the same place the little snake bit.

"AWW," a loud squeal disrupted their spicy chicken moment.

Two ladies were standing next to the stall, holding a man in-between them.

"Tell me you drew that. TELL ME," the lady shouted, shaking the stunned little man.

"Yes lady. I have," the man wiped his sweat with a small brush in his hands. Ink from his brush wiped onto his forehead.

"Give it to me," The lady plucked the paper from his hands. "Oh gods, it looks o beautiful," she squealed.

"Show it to me as well," the nearby lady plucked it from her hands and gasped. "What a beauty! I am going to frame this in my bedroom," the woman blushed.

Xia looked at this commotion with confusion in his eyes. "What are those ladies squealing about?" he whispered into the little snake's ears.

"Let me check it out," Long mumbled and strode towards the squealing women. Startled, they both turned away. "Lady, what is that in your hand?"

"This—this is just a painting," the lady stuttered.

Long Aotian pulled it, but the lady had a firm grip of it. "Did you draw us?" he whispered.

"Nooo, How would I?" she stuttered, pulling the painting.

Long pulled it out of her hands and opened it. A portrait of two men kissing was drawn exquisitely. One of the men even had a piece of a chicken leg in his hands.

"We didn't mean to... it was too good of a moment to miss," the lady slowly pulled the painting out of his hands.

Long held it firmly and whispered, "I want a.... copy."

"Definitely, definitely," she smirked. "Painter, come here, paint another copy of this," the lady pulled the guy who was sneaking away.

"Long, what are you doing there?" Xia strode over, gnawing at his piece of chicken.

"Young man, why don't you pose with that? We can draw a new one," The lady clapped her hands. She pulled him forward and made him stand next to Long.

After standing still for twenty minutes, Xia started sweating. Delicious piece of chicken was right in front of his eyes, but he could not take a bite of it. He slowly bought it next to his mouth, but the juicy chicken slid from the bone and plopped on the ground.

"My Chickennn," Xia cried.

"Young man, don't cry. We will get you another one," the lady said. But this didn't stop his tears. Long frowned and hugged his lover.

"Better yet, you can have this store." the lady next to her whispered.

Sniffing, Xia glanced at them. "I don't want this store. I just want my chicken."

"Then here," the lady handed a small silver plaque with runes on it, "this will help you summon our stores dishes anywhere you want."

"Wow, really," Xia cupped the small plaque in his hands and smirked.

Long Aotian pecked his little lover tear-stained cheeks.

"Aww, here have this as well," the lady handed two painting.

One in which they were kissing, one with Xia crying over his chicken.