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[M/China x M/Philippines]
•Cold & Mechanical•
~Smut~
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{Warning:}
-Cringe
-Errors
-Typos
-Sex
-Cheating
-Threesome
-Historically inaccurate
{Note:}
-This takes place in ancient China.
-Part 2 of "Cold and Mechanical"
-Whilst writing the first request, I realized my writing has become shitty. I hadn't written anything in such a long time. So this is just for practise.
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Philip took charge in greeting the Japanese Emperor and his son before leading them to the dining area so Japanese Empire and China could discuss important matters.
As the four sat and ate, China and J.E talked whilst Philip and Japan listened. However, Philip barely listened and has rather been giving the Emperor's son a few signals. Japan caught on, but he was a little wary of China.
He's afraid that if they get caught, it would break the peace treaty between their kingdoms. Philip could barely care. He's grown bored and tired, he wants to try something new.
Imagine having to do the same thing every damn day for the past 8 years. Philip would want to do something new with someone new.
However, Japan refused Philip's advances during the dinner and Philip noticeably sighed in disappointment.
[A/N: They're speaking in traditional Mandarin]
"What's wrong, my love?" China asked as he noticed his sigh of disappointment. "Nothing my dearest. Please, don't let me interrupt your important meeting." China smiled and nodded before turning his head back to the Japanese Empire who understood their brief conversation.
As China resumed conversing with J.E, he snuck a hand down to Philip's thigh and squeezed them gently. One of his subtle signs that he wants to do it later. But Philip simply takes his hand off his thigh, an unused signal that he's putting off China for tonight. China was shocked and confused as to why Philip has denied him, but he didn't let it show on his face.
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After the dinner, J.E and Japan were given rooms for them to rest until they leave tomorrow.
Meanwhile, China and Philip went to their shared bedroom. "Why did you say no?" Was China's immediate reaction after entering the safety of their room.
"I'm just not feeling it today, my dear. You've had your fill 5 times today. 2 in the morning, and then 3 just this afternoon. I need a break." Philip sighed as he approaches China and kisses his cheek. China's eyes sparkled, his pupils dilated, and his cheeks flushed. He felt his heart beat like a tanggu with fireworks setting off into the sky.
All that for a cheek kiss, it's easy to say that China's a simp.
"O-okay, love. We don't have to do it tonight..." He smiled. He nearly forgot romance existed, but now he wants to give it a try again. "Maybe we could just do something else tonight?" Philip smiled and hugged China tightly. "I'd love that..."
China felt like his legs had turned into jelly, melting into Philip's embrace. Philip thought this was nice, but as he was hugging China, he felt something poke him. "....dear?" He breaks off the hug and looks down at China's crotch area which was completely covered by his hanfu, but he could still see a subtle bulge poking out.
China notices and blushes in embarrassment. "A-ah! No no! D-don't mind it!" Philip chuckles and kisses his lips softly for a brief moment. "You like to paint, right?" He asked, and China nodded, Philip smiles. "How about you paint, and I can be your muse?"
"I'd love to..." China was about to walk off to grab his art supplies that he hasn't touched in years, but before he could get to it, Philip held his hand and stopped him. "Painting requires focus... And I don't think you'd be able to focus with a hard-on..." China blushes and gulps as Philip keeps him in place and goes down on his knees.
Going under his robe, Philip frees China's erection. China couldn't see what Philip was doing, but made it all the better as he softly gasped when he felt his wet muscle touch his tip that slid down to his base.
China moaned softly as he continued to feel Philip's tongue all over his shaft.
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"Mmmh~...." Philip groaned softly as he swallows China's load. Unlike their usual rushed and unpassionate sex, this one was hot-blooded and slow. Even if it was only a one-sided oral.
Philip pulls away after swallowing all of China's load, he gets out of China's robes and stands up, "that's 6 for today." He teased with a grin as he wipes away some of China's semen that leaked out of his plump lips.
China blushes at the sight and looked away. Not wanting to get another hard-on. It doesn't take a genius to find out that China is absolutely smitten for his male-wife.
"Let's get on with your painting, yes?" China flinched and nodded, almost forgetting about what they had planned a few minutes ago. China grabbed his art supplies as well as a mini canvas which was just safely stored in his closet. Philip smiled as he holds China's hand, intertwining their fingers together as they snuck out of their bedroom and to the Palace's garden in the back.
China couldn't help but feel the butterflies fluttering in his stomach as his heart felt like it would explode like a thousand fireworks.
As they reached the very back of the garden, Philip gently lets go of China's hand. "Think you could paint here?" He asked, and China nodded. "Yeah... The moon's lighting is great, the background as well."
Philip nodded. He climbed on top of a boulder that was under the cherry tree. Its leaves were pink that beautifully complimented the red wall behind him that were only a few shades darker than the rest of his skin.
Just as he thought he was done posing, China became flustered once more as he watched his wife loosen the sash of his ru and watched as the upper garment slides down loosely around Philip's shoulders, revealing most of his upper body, excluding his nipples which were saved by what was still intact of the ru.
[“Paint me like one of your concubines”]
China gulps as he finds himself getting hotter by the second. This display of public indecency within the palace grounds as well as the disrespect to the ruqun might've gotten Philip in deep trouble if he wasn't the wife of the emperor that was very much doting of him.
"Beautiful..." China muttered before opening his paint that were still in good condition as he began painting his wife whom he would consider to have the body of a goddess.
Philip smiled and settled into a pose that was both comfortable and pleasing to China's eyes.
Meanwhile, a young prince, pretty much the same age as China and Philip, was stumbling around the palace halls. He felt guilty for not accepting the empress's offer, thinking that he didn't want to miss the opportunity as he did fancy the unusual empress but was too much of a coward to accept his offer.
But as he soon came to realize that he might not be inside the palace, Japan went outside instead, determined to find him.
He was close to giving up, until eventually he reached the back of the garden. He heard soft voices from the distance, so he decided to be stealthy and hide behind the trees as he didn't want to get caught. As he peeked his head out, he was surprised to see China casually sitting on the ground with his knees up to support the small canvas as he painted his wife.
His wife, who would smile wider at every genuine compliment his husband whispers to him; posed gracefully over the bolder as his flowy cuffs and qun draped beautifully on the giant rock whilst he exposed just enough skin on his upper body to be considered sensual and a tease while still being graceful and proper.
[A/N: honestly, I described it way better than I could draw it. And that's not really saying a lot seeing as I suck at both ://]
Both China and Japan's hearts beated louder than a gong. The sight pulled at Japan's little heartstrings, but the fact he missed his chance definitely upset him.
Sighing, he decided to leave the couple be and went back inside the palace only to bump into one of China's concubines. He was about to rage at her, but realized that she was bursting in tears.
Despite his will to just ignore her, Japan decided to ask her what was wrong (in Mandarin, of course.) to which the concubine replied: "it's not fair! It's not fair! I was here for a reason! To have a chance to ascend and lift my family higher into the hierarchy! Yet HE ruined it for not only me, but all of us! I hate him, I hate him!"
Japan didn't understand what the concubine meant, but after observing her attire, he realized that she was a consort, not a concubine.
"What do you mean?" He asked stupidly. "We've been here more than eight years! Yet not once have we been able to uphold our duties! Our families are slowly cutting us off one by one!" She sobbed in front of Japan, who finally understood what she meant.
‘So China hasn't touched any of his consorts or concubines since he became emperor? Well that's fascinating.’ he thought to himself. Japan looked at the consort again and thought that she was exceptionally beautiful as well. Such a waste if China hasn't used her yet.
"Ah, where are my manners, my name's Japan, heir to Nippon." Japan introduced, the consort flinched and wiped away her tears as she bowed her head to Japan, apologizing to him for her show of unnecessary emotions.
Japan chuckled and said that it was okay and let the woman introduce herself in return. "What a beautiful name... Would you like to show me around? I'm a little lost." Japan lied as he smiled. The consort perked up and nodded as she leads the way to tour the young prince.
Japan didn't care much for the maiden, but he thought that it would help get his mind off of his most recent heartbreak.
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An hour has passed and all Philip and China did was talk as China painted him. And after all that, he finally finished.
Philip excitedly hops off the boulder and jogs over to China, sitting beside him on the grass as he admires China's portrait with a soft gasp. "Do you like it?" China asked, "I love it." Philip smiled and kisses China on the lips.
The emperor gently sets his portrait down and turns to his wife, wrapping his arms around Philip's waist as they continued to kiss. Eventually, China got tired of sitting and laid down on the grass, dragging his wife down with him who giggled gleefully whilst China chuckled.
They didn't do much after their kiss other than just lay on the ground for a few minutes with Philip laying on top of China, his arms loosely hanging around the Emperor's neck, as his cheek nestled onto China's chest. Philip could hear the fast and loud beats of China's heart and smiled softly at it.
Meanwhile, the emperor was simply staring up at the moon, smiling to himself, thinking how perfect everything seems tonight. His wife in his arms and the moon and stars above them. He could feel Philip shiver as the gentle breeze blows upon them.
China sits up and wraps his legs around Philip who also sat up, but is now sitting in between his legs. China hugged Philip in hopes to warm him up, even in the slightest. Philip smiled and nuzzled his head on China's neck.
China softly kisses Philip on the head as he rubs circles on his back. "We should do this more often..." He whispered. "Painting?" China chuckled and shakes his head, "no...just, us. Being together without the intention of having sex." He said as he rests his cheek on Philip's head.
"...sure. I'd like that..." Philip smiled softly.
China sighs, feeling at peace as if nothing was wrong with the world. And there really wasn't. Well, at least he thinks there isn't anything wring with the world. He's gonna have to check on Philip to confirm.
"We should head back inside..." China nodded and pulls away from the hug. Philip helped him pack up his materials before fixing up his ruqun. Philip then picks up the portrait, "can I keep it?" He asked, China chuckles and nods, "of course, my love." Philip smiled brightly and hugged the portrait close to his chest.
As they snuck back inside their room, China was starting to feel drowsy, so after putting everything away in a safe compartment, Philip decided to make tea for the two of them.
As he left their bedroom, Philip saw Japan and one of China's consorts leaving one of the rooms looking disheveled and undone. Philip could only imagine what had happened in that room, but decided not to think too much about it.
Japan and Philip's eyes met, and Philip greeted him good evening but Japan couldn't seem to respond to him so Philip just excused himself and left to go to the kitchen to make tea.
He didn't think too much of it when Japan followed him though. He just thought that Japan might be hungry after what he could only assume was an hour-long of amorous congress with the consort.
"Would you like some tea?" He asked, not liking the awkwardness between them as they finally reached the kitchen, only to find it empty. "No thank you, I'm good." Philip nodded and started boiling the water before opening a cabinet to choose the best tea for he and his husband.
"Looks like you had fun with Lady Chen Jiao." Philip spoke with a gentle smile, trying to make small talk with the prince as he picked out the perfect tea bag. Japan flinched as a look of regret dawns on his face. "M-my sincerest apologies! Please don't tell-" Philip chuckled softly. "No worries, I'm sure China doesn't mind. He doesn't even talk to any of them unless it's completely necessary." He softly laughed.
"Oh... I see..." Japan looks at Philip, and he couldn't help but remember what he saw in the garden. He was curious and he silently hoped that it wasn't too late. It'll only be a few more hours until the sun finally rises.
"Uhm, Empress-" Philip smiled, "please, call me Philip." Japan nodded, "Philip...may I ask you a question?" Philip nodded, "go ahead."
"Do you...love your husband?" Philip smiled and tilts his head, "why do you ask? Are you planning to woo me away from him?" He smirked, teasing the young prince that wasn't much older than him. Japan flinched and shakes his head. "N-no! Of course not! It's just that- you, well uhm- you seemed r-rather disappointed earlier when I denied your subtle signs to sleep with you- w-wait- did I even interpret your signals correctly??"
Japan asked, his fatigue overcoming him, allowing his exhausted mind to come undone and be in shambles as he starts rambling ungracefully. Philip found this to be amusing. "Yes, you read my signals correctly."
Japan heaved a sigh of relief. "Well then... If you loved your husband, why did you want to cheat on him?" Philip smiled, "well you see, when you've been doing the same routine for a forgettable amount of years, you would want a change of pace. Something new. I guess I decided to take a leap of faith and wanted to try something new with you."
"Oh!" Japan was even more eager now. But all his hopes soon came crashing down. "But then you denied me, which was something I'm glad you did. Thanks to your refusal, it lead to a rather promising future for my dying marriage." He smiled. "Oh..."
Philip noticed the hint of disappointment and sadness in Japan's voice and once again couldn't help but enjoy the sight. "Why are you upset? You should be happy that you helped revive a dying marriage! And on the plus side, you got a taste of one out of many of China's virgins. I'm sure he'd be glad to lend some of them to you." He grinned.
"...do you think he'd be glad to lend you to me?" Japan asked, and Philip simply shook his head. "I'm sorry but I-" Japan slams his hands on the table, "please! Just once! Just for tonight!"
Philip thought about it, he looks at the pot to check if it was boiling, it wasn't.
"Hm. You have until the water starts to boil." Japan perked up.
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Minutes later, Japan thrusted one last time inside Philip who sighed as the two of them came together. And just in time, the water started to boil.
Philip pulled himself way from Japan as he fixes up his ruqun once more and cleans up the stains he made on the floor and table before getting rid of the fire and taking the pot to put it on a safe surface as he began preparing the tea. He pours the tea in a teapot and grabs three teacups, pouring a generous amount for Japan who was still panting heavily. Replaying the scenes in his head over and over again.
It wasn't as different as Philip had hoped. Maybe the only difference was Japan's length in comparison to China's. It was slightly longer and managed to reach better spots.
Philip placed the teapot and the remaining two teacups on a tray before picking them up and leaving the kitchen. Leaving behind the young prince as he walks into their bedroom. Philip uses his feet to knock on their door, to which China hurriedly opened.
The emperor, oblivious to what occurred in the kitchen a few minutes ago, smiled upon seeing his wife who smiled back at him. He lets Philip in and closes the door behind them as they sit on the floor and enjoy their tea together.
-End-
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[A/N: I think that turned out well. This ship is definitely my guilty pleasure, no lie.]
[Also, unlike the other chapters that I've written in the past had the help of Grammarly which I used to proofread chapters. However, in this one, I didn't use Grammarly and instead just proofread it twice so it's more raw and genuine to my writing style which I'm still trying to revive]