Chapter 22

"Can you not do it for me, I'm willing to do all the dirty fantasies you have", Yang said as he leaned towards Jun, kissing his cheeks and nibbling's his earlobes. Jun felt his little member get more excited then before. But he had to be strong and get back at Yang. 

He remembered when Yang was angry with him and was unwilling to make love, but he still dared to seduce him and turn him on. He couldn't do anything but masturbate, while Yang just watched him. Yang was naked and kept moving from one to another, move his hips from side to side. He also kept touching nipples and moaning, which just turned-on Jun more. 

"Sorry no can do, you have to do this yourself", Yang said and he removed Yang from himself, because he knew just a few second more that Yang was kissing and leaning on him, he would have lost his composure and eaten him right there and then. Yang heard his was upset. He really wanted to punch Jun in the face right about now, but he thought of something, and an evil smirk played on his face. Jun saw this and had a bad feeling in his heart. 

Yang sat right in front of Jun and started touching his little member. He started of slow, allowing the tingling feeling to come back up, hot sensation started creeping up on his member. He started stroking a little faster, strings of moans escaped his mouth. He lifted his face up and stared directly at Jun's eyes. Without breaking eye contact, he started moving his hands faster and faster, as soon as he started feeling a weird feeling in his abdomen, he broke eye contact and saw that Jun's member had springed up and was dripping too. However, Yang didn't pay attention to him anymore and instead stopped stroking himself. 

He put him index and middle in his mouth and put his saliva all over it, once he saw there was enough saliva on his fingers, he put one inside. He felt the tightness of himself and shuddered.

Yang thought of how Jun always took so long preparing him, otherwise there was no way Jun big member would have fit inside him. That one finger was enough to make him feel weird inside, but he couldn't just use one, he started thrusting his finger inside him deeper and faster. The moans kept coming out his mouth. Jun who was watching, wanted to reach out and touch Yang but his hand was quickly slapped away by Yang. 

Who had now just inserted a second finger in himself. Seeing himself enjoying fingering himself without him Jun felt jealous and had not given Yang time to think before inserting a finger of his own. With the sudden entry of a larger and longer finger, Yang felt his inside tremble. He free hands gripped onto Jun's shoulder. Jun kissed him while also thrusting his finger along with Yang's finger inside Yang. However, Yang couldn't handle the overwhelming pleasure and took his fingers out and wrapped his arms around Jun's neck. Jun did not stop thrusting his fingers inside Yang but instead, starting thrusting faster. The pleasure kept building inside of him, and once he couldn't bear it anymore it all came up.

Yang felt his entire body becoming weak, if it weren't for Jun holding him up, he would have dropped on the bed right about now. He thought that after all that, Jun might also be tired and would want to sleep but he underestimated his lover and his stamina. That night, Yang got eaten left, right and centre. No one how much he pleaded with Jun to let him go, Jun had no intention of doing such a thing. The sounds of pleasure could be heard the next morning too. 

A month had passed since news of the Emperor's impending marriage had been announced. Although they were yet to tie the knot, the wedding date drew near. There was only one person they awaited: Cui Fen, Li Jun's mother and the Empress Dowager. Having previously battled an illness, she had been recuperating. It was only upon hearing news of her son's impending nuptials that she left the temple she had been residing in and returned home.

She was thrilled to meet the man who had captivated her son and hastened his desire to marry. Cui Fen entered the palace unannounced, wanting to surprise her son and future son-in-law, as she had heard he spent his mornings attending to palace affairs. As she strolled through the palace, everyone greeted her with joyous expressions, for she was known for her kindness and lack of discrimination. Cui Fen searched everywhere for the two but couldn't locate them. It was only after inquiring with someone that she discovered they were in the garden.

In the garden, she spotted two figures—her son was unmistakable, and the one beside him was likely her future son-in-law. "He truly is delicate and beautiful, just as they say," Cui Fen silently remarked to herself. Perhaps due to their distraction, they failed to notice a small figure stealthily approaching them. Once she reached a safe distance where she could observe and listen, she skillfully concealed herself.

Cui Fen longed to eavesdrop on the private conversation between the lovebirds, but to her astonishment, all she heard was her son crying out in pain. She watched as he held his manhood in his hand, his face drained of colour. "You bastard, I told you I'm working! Are you happy now? This is exactly why I didn't want to come here before the wedding," Yang angrily chastised Li Jun, who had been continuously distracting him from his duties by inappropriately touching him. Li Jun remained silent, listening attentively to Zhao Yang's lecture, nodding in acknowledgment.

Cui Fen was utterly astonished. Her proud and lofty son was being scolded by his husband. The scene was too amusing for her to contain her laughter, although she may have laughed a bit too loudly, catching the attention of both Li Jun and Zhao Yang. Sensing their gaze, Cui Fen tried to escape but was quickly caught by her son.

"To think this is how a formerly dignified Empress would behave," Li Jun reproached, shaking his head disapprovingly. Yang respectfully greeted Cui Fen as "Your Majesty," and as she stood before him, all she could think was, "He's even more exquisite up close." She released herself from her son's grasp and approached Zhao Yang.

"Come, come, we will be family soon. Just call me mother," Cui Fen urged, taking his hands in hers and guiding him to sit on the stone stools. The three of them quickly developed a rapport, leaving Li Jun feeling upset and jealous on his own. They shared a meal together, with Li Jun continually placing food in Yang's rice bowl, while Yang ensured that Cui Fen received the choicest pieces of meat.

Li Jun's jealousy was palpable, prompting Cui Fen to realize that it was best for her to retreat for the night, as staying any longer would only lead to trouble between either her or her son-in-law. Once she left, it was just Li Jun and Yang. They ate their meal in silence until Li Jun broke it.