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[BL] Capturing my Demon King Costar

[BL - Mature Content] Yao Shen is a struggling actor, virtually anonymous to the public. That is, until the opportunity to star in an anticipated new cultivation drama comes along, and it finally seems like Yao Shen's fate is turning. The only problem? He'll be playing the love interest of 'movie Emperor' Xin Hulei -- the big star responsible for all his difficulties in breaking into the entertainment industry. Things only get worse when a 'Demonic Capture System' is activated after Yao Shen's first audition with Xin Hulei. Worse becomes worrying when Yao Shen realizes the events depicted in the drama might not be so fictional after all, and that maybe there's more to it than the System is telling him... --- Yao Shen: "What do you mean Xin Hulei is one of the Demon Kings? And it's my job to send him back to the demonic realm? I'm just a D-list celebrity, how am I qualified for this?" System: "There are rewards." Yao Shen: "..." Yao Shen: "Tell me more" --- hardworking, down on his luck, determined and witty MC with a short fuse x cold beauty, calculating and sly, blackbellied Demon ML, hellbent on revenge.

ThirtyTyrants · LGBT+
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My Costar establishes some boundaries

Yao Shen watches Heimao's path across the house in amusement, as he walks past them all, with his tail swinging high in the air. He returns moments later wearing a pair of boxer briefs, with another in his hand which he throws at Jincan's face.

"Those are mine," Xin Hulei says, stating the obvious.

Heimao ignores him and takes a seat on the sofa, crossing his legs and inspecting his long nails. "You must have questions."

Yao Shen can't help it and lets out a snort. 

Heimao's eyelashes flicker upwards, his red eyes flashing. He smiles warmly, and pats the spot next to him on the sofa. "Sit here, I want to curl up on your lap."

Amused, Yao Shen is about to do as he says, just to see the look on Xin Hulei's face, when an arm shoots out and stops him.

"Stay where you are," Xin Hulei says, his own dark gazed fixed on Heimao's smirking lips.