Prince and His Fool

With the gods chased out of Hepeng, its citizens felt at ease but Zau Bao wasn't done with that arrogant brat. He anxiously paced in the heavenly realm with the council scratching their heads trying to figure out how to take Rong Zian down though some them felt like it would be best if they left Hepeng alone.

After hours of mulling over a plan, he came up with the most ridiculous plan a god could ever come up with and that was breaking his own rule and have gods have children amongst them so they could subdue Rong Zian and take over Hepeng. The council were in an uproar when the wisest among them came up with such a risky idea. But their complaints fell on deaf ears outvoted by Zau Bao's supporters.

"Enjoy while you still can little brat because the gods are coming for you!" said Zau Bao with an evil laugh escaping his throat. We all know he would come to regret that someday.

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The chaos finally settled in the palace with guests continuing with the banquet as though nothing had happened. But our grooms were in no mood after the stupid stunt pulled off by the gods and Pohuai's presence was just adding fuel to the flame. "You know that wasn't enough, you should have squashed his head into pulp so none of them would come back ever again," said Pohual using hand gestures to express his emotions but his son wasn't impressed by his passionate speech.

"Why are you still here?" asked an extremely livid Rong Zian. He had no idea that Pohuai would be shameless enough to crash his wedding.

"I have no where else to go can't you take in your homeless father. Be a good boy and let daddy stay," spoke Pohuai in a gentle tone like a loving father but Rong Zian was not having it.

"You really have a death wish," said Rong Zian in a threatening tone moving closer to Pohuai but Wu Yange embraced him whispering something that changed his husband's mind. All the anger on his face dissipated replaced by a beautiful smile that could melt any cold heart.

"Fine, your homeless pathetic father will just go on in the cold," he said throwing a pity party while walking away with droopy shoulders. None of them fell for it, despite being a god Pohuai was capable of taking care of himself he just wanted to stick to Rong Zian for some odd reason.

Wu Yange who had been patient all this time and finally reached his limit. It was time for the bridal chamber but everyone seemed to keep interrupting him. "Rong Rong can't you boast my power as you did for my cousin. I also want to kick some god's ass," said Wu Fan ganging up on him like a star-struck kid.

Wu Yange gave him a stern threatening gaze that had him cowering. "Geez so stingy," he said retreating as he ran after Ying Tie who was still upset about the 'imperial guard' remark that Wu Fan had mentioned in passing.

Like a bodyguard fighting of paparazzi, Wu Yange led his sweetheart by the waist to what would soon be called their love nest. Wu Yange had spared no expense designing their mansion which was furthest from the palace. Now they could engage in marital bliss free from prying eyes.

"This is for you," said Rong Zian pouring out water from the fountain of the gods, "drink it." Wu Yange didn't hesitate obediently drinking the water despite not knowing what it was for. He actually didn't have to ask as Rong Zian explained in detail including information about the girl from earlier on. He could feel some tingling sensation in his body but he had other important things to do so he ignored it.

"Here," said an excited Wu Yange handing him the veil he had dropped earlier. Rong Zian laughed gazing at him with amorous eyes while taking a seat on the tabletop with his legs hip-width apart. Wu Yange walked towards him sliding perfectly in between Rong Zian's legs with a smirk on his handsome face.

The prince placed his cool hand on Rong Zian's cheek while trying to persuade his fierce husband. "I want to take it off you myself. Will you let me?"

"Yan Yan but you have already seen me without it," replied Rong Zian biting his lower lip with lustful eyes. He had to admit teasing his new husband was simply addictive. Wu Yange didn't have to convince him any further, he put on the veil hoping to satisfy whatever kink his new husband had cooked up.

The prince leaned in as though hugging Rong Zian grabbing the goblet right behind Rong Zian to pour out some wine. Being so close to Wu Yange's neck, he caught a whiff of the fragrance he gave to the prince when he confessed to him. Just a whiff of that scent roused his little brother stiff with obscene thoughts playing in his mind. It was about time they consummated their marriage and he wanted to do it this instant. Wu Yange moved back separating himself from Rong Zian while holding the two goblets filled to the brim with wine, it was about time they complete the final step before officially having marital relations as newlyweds.

They both took a sip while gazing into each other's eyes silently flirting with their body language. Soon after they exchanged goblets, Rong Zian hooked his leg around Wu Yange's waist drawing him closer. Wu Yange reached out and slowly opened the veil in anticipation revealing that handsome face he yearned for night and day. "Zian, you are so handsome," he whispered before kissing his ear.

A teased Rong Zian grasped his lover's chin and drew him closer planting a wet kiss on his sweet lips moist from the wine. The Prince grabbed his waist as he lowered his provocative baobei on to the table. Their lips engaged in a sensual entanglement with the sweet wine warming up their insides while Wu Yange caressed the side of his thigh slowly moving up to his abdomen like a sculpture carefully studying pottery.

His wild hands found their way underneath Rong Zian garments gently stroking his husband's bare warm skin. The sensation instigating by the skin to skin contact triggered an involuntary shudder in Rong Zian's body making him moan out in pleasure. As soon as the addictive pleasurable sound reached his ears, Wu Yange's lips slowly moved to his lover's hypersensitive neck. He wanted to hear more of Rong Zian's compelling moans and so he licked the smooth neck with his warm tongue in a slithering motion occasionally sucking on Rong Zian sweet-smelling skin.

The pleasurable whines escaping his lover's throat drove him nuts that he feverishly undressed his lover while attentively kissing his neck. With the gift roughly unwrapped, the prince picked him up with Rong Zian's legs wrapped around his neck and placed him on the bed before undressing himself. Rong Zian gazed at his abs while tracing the ridges on Wu Yange abdomen with his fingertips. "Yan Yan wait, I have a surprise for you," he said while gently stroking the prince's stiff comrade in arms.

"Ah, Zian what are you doing?" asked a baffled Wu Yange as Rong Zian lowered his mouth on a certain member.

"Shhhhh, you will know in a minute," he said as he carried on with whatever he was doing. They had entwined with each other in bed numerous times but this was foreign to Wu Yange. He wanted to protest but soon lost the urge to struggle as he was sucked into a vacuum of infinite bliss that had him lose his mind climaxing into his lover's mouth.

His mind was blank and unresponsive for a second before he came back to himself. Concerned for his man as he had been too enthusiastic in the moment but to his surprise, Rong Zian swallowed with lustful eyes while removing some spillover on his cheek before licking his fingers. "Daddy tastes so fuckin sweet," he said to a speechless Wu Yange.

That night, the bridal chamber was full of extra-curriculum activity with a variety of erotic positions that Wu Yange had no idea existed. The prince had thought he had seen it all but Rong Zian managed to blow his mind in just one night. All he knew was that things were going to be more interesting from now on.