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Arc 5: Chapter 18

The youth hummed softly, carrying a bit of grievance and sounding a little pitiful as his warm breath sprayed on Xie Hanzhou’s neck.  

Unlike before when he only shared Yu Sui’an’s sense of touch, now he experienced how unbearably hot his little disciple’s breath was in-person. The fragrance of wine was more intoxicating than he expected. 

“It… hurts?”

Xie Hanzhou asked stiffly, but his voice was gentle.

He relaxed his grip and lowered his head, whispering into Lin Yuan’s ear: “Does this… still hurt?”

His voice was like a snowflake drifting silently to the ground, cold and light.

Because of alcohol, Lin Yuan heard what Xie Hanzhou said, but his reaction was quite delayed. Muddle-headed, instinctively he knew that he needed to hold on tightly to the person he liked. After a few moments, he finally shook his head, indicating that he didn’t hurt anymore.

Seeing Lin Yuan respond, Xie Hanzhou let out a faint sound of acknowledgment and was about to bring Lin Yuan onto the bed when a small, delighted voice rang by his ear.

“Master~ Master~”

The tone brimmed with joy and surprise, as if the speaker had found a precious treasure. 

Lin Yuan thought happily and randomly. 

New Years is really good~

New Years is the best~

Before, he hadn’t even dared to dream of Xie Hanzhou, but now, today, not only did he dream of the man, but he was also hugging him tightly.

Xie Hanzhou felt the youth’s arms gradually tighten around his neck. It felt like being entangled with something soft and weak, like delicate silk flowers curling around him. But even though the force was very light, half of his body began to feel numb.

Was his little disciple made of honey? Why was he so clingy?

These questions crossed Xie Hanzhou’s mind, but his body honestly supported the youth, for fear that his little apprentice would fall and hurt himself. 

He… didn’t want Lin Yuan to get hurt. 

Lin Yuan clung happily to Xie Hanzhou. The man carried the crisp and clean scent of cedar, like the next day after a heavy snowstorm, where the snow rested upon the branches of cedar trees, peacefully and steadily.

Lin Yuan sniffed boldly, and the tip of his tongue lightly licked across his lips. At the same time, his Adam’s apple rolled up and down unconsciously. 

Master smells so nice…

I really want to kiss him…

And also… lick him…

It was as if the alcohol surging in him as ignited into flames, the fuel being the crisp cedar-wood fragrance. Xie Hanzhou seemed like the mixture of cold snow and the steadfastness of cedar-wood. The fragrance seemed to come from inherently within his body, which was the ultimate seduction.

“Master…” Lin Yuan whined. He really wanted to kiss Xie Hanzhou right now, but he didn’t dare to even do so in dreams. Xie Hanzhou was like the moon in the sky, a reflection in the mirror, or an unreachable glacial peak.

Xie Hanzhou sensed the impatience in his disciple’s voice. He assumed it was discomfort due to the alcohol, and gently patted the youth’s back, trying to soothe him: “En, Master is here.”

Lin Yuan nuzzled closer in happiness and satisfaction. He looked even more harmless than a newborn animal: “Master~”

Xie Hanzhou felt something strange in his heart as Lin Yuan moved in his arms and rubbed against him. He didn’t understand the feeling, so he just ignored it, instead responding patiently to his little disciple: “En, Master is here.”

Lin Yuan comfortably nestled against the taller man for a long time. He tilted his head, gazing up at Xie Hanzhou.

Under the dim candle light, Xie Hanzhou’s already flawless features seemed even more captivating. His narrow eyes reflected the soft yellow glow, making them lose some of their usual coldness and take on a hint of earthly warmth.

Xie Hanzhou noticed his little disciple staring at him in a daze. When their eyes met, Xie Hanzhou could see Lin Yuan’s clear eyes that were slightly reddened at the edges, and shimmering with unshed tears. The boy’s dark lashes blinked slowly, fluttering delicately like butterfly wings.

It was as if they were looked straight at each other, but also not.

Lin Yuan’s eyes were filled with affection and admiration, while Xie Hanzhou’s gaze was deep and inscrutable like the night sky.

After a long pause, Lin Yuan tightened his arms around Xie Hanzhou again and buried his face into the crook of the other’s neck.

He was like a small animal returning to its nest, completely dependent on the taller man. As he tightened his arms around the other’s neck, his body inevitably pressed closer.

He was so obedient, so well-behaved.

Just as Xie Hanzhou thought this, the youth in his arms suddenly murmured: “Master smells so nice…”

“You really smell so nice…”

Xie Hanzhou stiffened, and his originally steady Daoist heart stirred. A faint haze clouded his mind. 

Lin Yuan was oblivious to Xie Hanzhou’s inner turmoil and said whatever came to mind. He whispered coquettishly: “Master, my legs are weak… can you hug me?”

Xie Hanzhou’s brows knitted faintly. His thin lips parted as if to say something, but no words came out. As master and disciples, his duty made him unable to say ‘yes’, but he also couldn’t bear to deny such a sweet little disciple.

Sighing silently, Xie Hanzhou picked up the little disciple and placed him gently on the bed.

As he reached out to adjust the quilt, Lin Yuan suddenly tightened his arms and whispered softly into his ear: “Master, it’s New Years… In dreams during the New Year, can I do anything I want?”

Xie Hanzhou froze for a moment. He intuitively felt that whatever Lin Yuan wanted to do would change everything completely.

He Daoist heart silently shook. He told himself that the youth only thought this was a dream. For New Years, as his Master, giving his disciple a beautiful dream… was very reasonable.

Xie Hanzhou supported himself with one hand on the bed and looked down at the drunk, cute youth. After a long hesitation, his finely sculpted lips finally opened: “Yes, you’re right.”

Lin Yuan’s eyes immediately lit up. Tentatively, he reached out his hand, looking into Xie Hanzhou’s dark, narrow eyes. He murmured: “Master, I want to touch you…”

Xie Hanzhou’s breath hitched slightly. He gazed at his disciple’s eyes that filled with eager anticipation, and after a long pause, he slowly closed his own.

If he couldn’t see anything, he could pretend that nothing was happening.

Lin Yuan inexplicably understood. His pale and soft fingertips lightly touched the corner of Xie Hanzhou’s eye. The man’s body was cool to the touch, like the finest jade, and Lin Yuan couldn’t help but move even lighter.

After a gently rubbing a few times, his fingers brushed past Xie Hanzhou’s long lashes, and then slid down the bridge of his nose. Lin Yuan’s gaze fell upon the man’s thin lips.

Just looking at them made Lin Yuan’s body tingle. He felt as though he was doing something impossible and blasphemous, yet he couldn’t control himself. When his fingertips finally touched those lips, Lin Yuan felt as if a blazing fire began to rage within him and consume him from within.

Lin Yuan groaned softly and gasped weakly like a puddle of water: “Master…”

Xie Hanzhou, whose eyes were still closed, felt the boy’s warm fingers on his lips and the other's honeyed voice tickled and stirred something deep inside him.

His heart trembled as it beat faster, rippling his mind like a stone.

He responded with a seemingly hoarser voice: “En, Master is here.”

Hearing Xie Hanzhou’s voice did nothing to extinguish Lin Yuan’s desire. He rubbed Xie Hanzhou’s lips a bit harder, his eyes becoming more and more infatuated as he said softly: “Master… I… I also want to… kiss you…”

Xie Hanzhou’s Adam’s apple rolled violently, and his mind filled with the memory of a tender, sweet taste from months ago.

Reason battled with desire, saying this was wrong.

Lin Yuan’s hand stretched behind Xie Hanzhou’s head and slowly exerted force.

The pressure at the back of his head was firm but not heavy, if Xie Hanzhou wanted to, he could have easily not moved at all. But he was still pulled downwards, and his reasoning grew more and more chaotic, but his mind grew clearer.

He was Lin Yuan's master, and Lin Yuan was his disciple. This... was wrong. 

It was a mistake…

Their breaths intertwined. At this intimate distance, Xie Hanzhou’s lips looked even more vibrant and alluring, intensifying the Lin Yuan’s uncontrollable desire.

Just before their lips touched, Lin Yuan paused briefly. In the next second, like a starved animal, he captured Xie Hanzhou’s lips fervently.

Xie Hanzhou finally opened his eyes, and his pupils were slightly trembling. The sensation on his lips was warm and soft, yet carried an unmistakable urgency and ferocity. 

The kiss was like the inevitable collapse of a glacier. Xie Hanzhou had expected that it would be like this, and from the bottom of his heart… he might have even longed for it.

Maybe this mistake was something he had been waiting for.

Lin Yuan lay on the bed and was a little tired from holding this posture and kissing. His round eyes glistened as he tightly clung onto Xie Hanzhou’s neck, and he pleaded softly: “Master, come up on the bed okay, please? It feels uncomfortable like this..."

Rationally, Xie Hanzhou knew he shouldn’t let this continue. It would be right of him to reject his disciple and leave immediately.

But he couldn’t. His disciple’s sweet and clingy voice melted his resolve, and he found himself getting onto the bed, making their bodies press together like they were molded into one.

Lin Yuan kissed Xie Hanzhou’s lips, finally tasting the cold fragrance that seemed to call out to his soul.

His hand guided the man’s slender fingers downwards, and between the kisses, he begged pitifully: “Master, help me… I’m so hot…”

“Master, please help me…”

Xie Hanzhou didn’t understand these matters at all. He allowed himself to be led, and willingly jumped into a thick, honeyed trap that he could not escape from. 

At midnight, Xie Hanzhou lay on the bed with his long hair in disarray. His pristine white robes were now messy, and they were wrinkled and stained with something sticky. 

Lin Yuan slept soundly in his arms, still clutching his neck with a mix of dependency and affection.

Xie Hanzhou eyes were unimaginably deep as he looked at Lin Yuan. He actually… used his hands to relieve his disciple’s energy?

It was all this clingy little disciple’s fault, he was just… too soft.

Xie Hanzhou stretched out his hand, and then habitually hesitated. But since they had already gone to this step, what was the point of continuing to pretend?

He pinched Lin Yuan’s soft cheek with a resigned sigh: “I’ve never seen a disciple like you.”

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in the Demon Realm’s Grand Radiant Hall, a man in red robes seated in the middle of meditation suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at his hands in confusion and wondered: What thing just brushed against his hands? And what was that sticky feeling?

Did some demon take advantage of his seclusion to launch a sneak attack?

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