He was Almost Absorbed by the System

Chapter Seventy Eight - My Prince is All Pink

"Yu Long, it is me," he murmured, gently, touching the Prince's arm.  With a slight Yelp, he found himself flung on the bed and embraced in shaking arms.  As the Prince did nothing more than cling to him, he did not panic, simply rubbed the man's back in comfort.  Yu Long settled into a deep sleep and Ah Liû drifted to sleep beside him. 

The following morning, he found himself being kissed awake.  Soft lips trailed over his cheeks and forehead, down his nose and upon his lips.  "What are you doing?" Xiang Ah Liû asked.

"Morning kiss," Yu Long replied drowsily.

"Why?" He asked.

Yu Long paused for a moment, before saying; "Marital thing."  The Second Prince had been surprised when the innocent Ah Liû had come into his room the first time and asked where he was meant to sleep.  It was then he had discovered that the Living God knew nothing about actually what happened between a married couple, as he had been raised in the Temples since he was three.  His parents were poor and they could only visit him once a year, even then they tended to not treat him as a son, but revered him.  Most Priests abstained from relations and he had seldom spoken with the Guards so Ah Liû truly remained pure.  As Yu Long did not trust himself to not touch his lover, he had shown him to the bedroom next to his own.

It was a pleasant surprise following an mostly unpleasant night, to discover that the owner of the voice that chased away his bad dreams was lying beside him that morning.  He had kissed him in thanks at first, but that had swiftly changed to affection. 

Xiang Ah Liû accepted the explanation, so returned with a peck on Yu Long's lips.  A wicked smile appeared on the Prince's beautiful face, stealing away the vision of even the lovely God.  In the next moment, his breath was stolen away as well as the Prince's mouth fell upon his own and suckled at his lips.  A strange feeling began to move inside him as he surrendered to Yu Long's kiss.  His mouth parted with a sigh and Yu Long took this as invitation to plunder his mouth with his tongue.  The warm, wet muscle stroked along the walls of Ah Liû's mouth and caressed his tongue.  Ah Liû whimpered as silver began to stream from his lips.  He'd never experienced this 'marital thing' before, but he liked it.  As Yu Long pulled away, he panted, his eyes misty from pleasure.

Yu Long pulled him closer and nuzzled into the small God's neck.  "Thank you," he murmured.

"What for?" Xiang Ah Liû asked, still slightly breathless.

"Chasing away my nightmares," Yu Long replied.  He shuddered.  Wáng Yi Jun still chased him relentlessly in his sleep and then when he thought he had found his lover, he ended up waking up in Keung Ai arms instead and his lover had been no where to be seen.

"Always," Xiang Ah Liû replied. 

They lay that way for sometime, Ah Liû thought at first that the Prince had fallen back to sleep.  But this theory was proven wrong when he was asked; "What's it like in the Temples?"

"Usually, it's very quiet," he replied.  "Except when I perform ceremonies or when Officials come for guidance."

"What sort of ceremonies?"

"Hmm, marriages, baptisms, funerals, oh but those I only perform for those considered 'important' or famous with the Holy Lands.  But there are four seasonal ceremonies, I go to the necessary Temple for those."

"Seasonal ceremonies?"

"The Winter Festival, I offer blessings of strength and renewed health in the Winter Temple.  In the Spring, it's for new life, fertility of the people and land and the Summer is for great harvests.  Autumn is for the changing seasons, praying Winter will not be so harsh and also to give thanks to the ancestors."

"What do you do for fun?"

"Fun?  Um... I have to attend some of the Official's parties, is that considered fun?"

"No," Yu Long grimaced.  He had not had to go to many, but none could really be considered fun in his opinion.  "What do you like to do?"

"I like to walk around the Temple Grounds, I know all of the good hiding spots," Xiang Ah Liû secretly confided.  Yu Long smiled and snuggled closer.  "I do like to play the dizi."

"I want to hear you play," Yu Long told him.  It had been a long time since he had last heard his lover play the flute. 

"Why so many questions?" Xiang Ah Liû asked curiously.  People didn't usually ask him about himself, too busy asking for blessings and wishes.

"I want to know everything about you," The Prince replied.  Ah Liû instantly felt warm inside.  He knew he was right to trust his feelings, this man was his Guardian, his husband.

"Then ask away," Ah Liû invited.

"What sort of food do you like to eat?"

"Salted vegetables and rice!"

"That is to easy to cook, do you not like meat?"

"You can cook?  Really? What kind of things can you cook?  Ah as the Living God, a nature deity, I am not allowed to eat meat."

"Anything you want to eat, I can cook.  But really, no meat?"

The two men stayed curled up in bed talking about many small things, not caring about the outside world until they could ignore it no longer.  Wáng Jie Long was not used to breakfasting alone and wanted the company of his brother.  Having decided that he had waited long enough, he had sent Feng Chun to rouse the two husbands from their bed.  After a while, he wished he hadn't.  It was all too pink!  Perhaps he should spend some time looking for a wife or two.