Capturing My Demon King Costar

tw: sexual content

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Yao Shen waits expectantly for Xin Hulei's reply, his hands growing sweaty around his mobile, his fingers slipping on the plastic cover.

When the phone vibrates again in his hand, he almost lets go of it.

[Xin Hulei: You shouldn't be sending that, it's too dangerous]

That's not the effusive display of lust Yao Shen was expecting, but fine, he can work with it.

[Naughty Ghost: I cropped my head, who can tell it's me?]

[Xin Hulei: everyone who's seen you without a shirt?]

[Naughty Ghost: that's just you ;)]

[Xin Hulei: you're an actor, someone else must have seen you without a shirt by now]

Yao Shen groans and considers the merits of flinging his phone against the wall.

Of course lots of people have seen him without a shirt, he was just trying to be sexy.

Why is Xin Hulei so determined to spoil his hard won good mood?

Does he not appreciate how closely Yao Shen avoided disaster, for both of them?

He won't quit that easily, so he tries again, this time being more direct just in case Xin Hulei is having a slow day.

[Naughty Ghost: how about you send me a photo too?]

[Naughty Ghost: take off whatever you want]

He gets a reply seconds later. He doesn't have photos set to automatically save to his device, so at first he sees a blurry flesh colored blob, which raises his hopes up.

At least until he opens it and sees a photo of Xin Hulei's bare feet.

[Xin Hulei: took off my socks]

[Naughty Ghost: ...]

[Naughty Ghost: not that your feet aren't sexy but this isn't what I had in mind crying.emoji]

Is this because Xin Hulei is actually a thousand year-old demon? Is he not aware of how sexting is supposed to work?

Or is he being dense on purpose to get back at Yao Shen?

He gets another photo, this time showing Xin Hulei's legs up to the calves.

[Xin Hulei: like this?]

[Naughty Ghost: Have we gone back to the Qing dinasty?]

[Naughty Ghost: If so, hearteyes.emoji hearteyes.emoji]

[Naughty Ghost: Otherwise, no, not like that]

Xin Hulei must be fucking with him, it's not possible for him to think Yao Shen wants to see pictures of his legs and feet.

Still, he's feeling magnanimous after escaping certain death, so he doesn't mind sending another example.

This time he takes a photo in which the hand not holding the phone is hooked on the waistband of his underwear, pulling it down slightly.

[Naughty Ghost: Like this]

[Naughty Ghost: send me one just like this one]

Xin Hulei doesn't reply right away which bodes well for Yao Shen actually getting a sexy photo back.

He downloads the photo with bated breath, only to see that while it seems to show an expanse of bare chest, it's all blurry -- Yao Shen can't see any more clearly than before he downloaded the photo!

[Naughty Ghost: ...]

[Naughty Ghost: this is clearly all blurry]

[Naughty Ghost: i give up, I'm going to bed]

Just as he's locking his screen his phone vibrates with another message.

It's another photo. 

Sighing to himself, half-expecting a shot of Xin Hulei's inner elbow or something, Yao Shen downloads it.

It's not a shot of Xin Hulei's inner elbow.

It's a lovingly rendered, 10 billion pixels shot of the biggest cock Yao Shen has ever seen, with Xin Hulei's fist wrapped around it for scale.

Yao Shen's mouth produces so much saliva at once that he nearly chokes.

The worst best part is that it doesn't even look fully hard.

His phone pings again while he's in the middle of his meltdown.

[Xin Hulei: Is this what you wanted?]

Yao Shen thought they would work up to it, but uh, he shoots another look at the photo, heat climbing up his neck and cheeks -- he's not complaining.

[Naughty Ghost: why were you sending me photos of your feet if you knew?]

[Xin Hulei: punishment, for ignoring me]

There's something unspeakably cute about that admission in Xin Hulei's usual clipped writing. 

[Naughty Ghost: why don't you come over and punish me in person ;9]

[Xin Hulei: it's not punishment if you like it]

Damn it, Yao Shen can't fault that logic.

He can try to persuade him though.

Taking advantage of the fact that he's halfway hard himself, he sends a photo too, with his fist artfully wrapped around his shaft not only for scale, but friction too.

He sends the photo one handed, keeping a slow rhythm, just in case Xin Hulei changes his mind and decides to pay him a visit after all.

[Naughty Ghost: thinking about you heart.emoji]

The message might be silly, but Yao Shen really can't stop thinking about Xin Hulei. He wishes he would stop torturing them both and just come over already.

[Naughty Ghost: are you thinking about me too?]

A few minutes go by and Yao Shen doesn't get a reply.

Does that mean that Xin Hulei is on the way? Why is he not saying anything?

Enough time goes by that Yao Shen no longer feels excited, now he's worried that Xin Hulei thought he was too vulgar?

But he's the one who sent the photo first!

Yao Shen is composing a scathing message admonishing Xin Hulei for his bizarre double standards when he gets another photo.

Before he has the time to open it, Xin Hulei sends him a message and Yao Shen reads that first.

[Xin Hulei: thought about you]

When Yao Shen finally opens the photo his mouth goes dry.

It's not much different than the previous one Xin Hulei sent, down to the angle, with an important addition:

The pearly fluid dripping down the red tip of Xin Hulei's cock and down his fist, pooling on the flat plane of his abdomen.

The sight of all that cum running down Xin Hulei's hand is doing things to Yao Shen's mind. He can feel his brain lagging, along with the sudden return of his erection.

[Xin Hulei: next time i'm coming inside you]

[Xin Hulei: sleep well]

Yao Shen can't help sliding his fingers into his boxers, wrapping them around himself, squeezing tightly.

He can almost imagine Xin Hulei's dispassionate face as he wrote those messages, cleaning his dirty hand on a discarded shirt. Thinking to himself that next time he'd make a mess in Yao Shen instead.

The thought is unbearably hot, and has Yao Shen coming in seconds.

He needs a few moments to get his breathing back under control, but after that he takes a picture of his messy hand resting on his thigh and sends it to Xin Hulei.

[Naughty Ghost: next time it's going on your face :)]

[Naughty Ghost: sleep well]

He locks his phone and throws it somewhere out of view, to avoid the temptation of checking his messages in case Xin Hulei replies.

He's determined to have the last word.

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It doesn't take long for Yao Shen to fall asleep, relaxed as he is after that explosive orgasm. 

He feels movement beside him, but his mind feels hazy and floaty, so he knows, even before opening his eyes, that he's dreaming.

With effort he manages to focus on his surroundings, which are oddly familiar. Gauzy, red, and smiling thickly of incense.

The Fragrant Peony brothel.

He turns around in the bed and comes face to face with Xin Hulei, sleeping peacefully.

His long eyelashes cast shadows on his smooth cheeks, and his lips are open in a sleepy exhale.

Xin Hulei is completely naked, and so is Yao Shen. Only a thin blanket covers their lower halves.

He wants to extend his hand and touch Xin Hulei, maybe wake him up and ask him for a repeat of what they clearly spent the night doing.

But he's only a passenger in this dream, and the body he's inhabiting does nothing besides running a finger over Xin Hulei's protruding clavicle.

Yao Shen can only guess at what the him in the dream is thinking. He's clearly watching  something that happened during those days both him and Xin Hulei were sequestered inside the Fragrant Peony.

Part of him wants to know more about how they ended up there.

What about Yan Shuyi?

Did this happen after his death? In the previous dream/memory, whatever it was, Xin Hulei said it was the first time for him too.

Yet in 'Shizun, this disciple will have to kill you', Xie Huan and Yan Shuyi had sex -- a lot of it, in very creative ways even.

Did Xin Hulei lie, just to get into Yao Shen's pants in the brothel?

Did this happen before he met Yan Shuyi?

There's so much he wants to ask, but the only thing he can do is watch as everything plays out, at once curious and scared of what it could all mean.

Perhaps feeling someone touching him, Xin Hulei's eyes finally flutter open. He seems disoriented for a moment, but as soon as he recognizes Yao Shen his lips curve upwards in a lazy small.

He takes hold of Yao Shen's finger and brings it to his lips, kissing the tip of it lightly.

"Good morning," he says, wrapping an arm around Yao Shen's waist and pulling him into his embrace.

Yao Shen becomes conscious of the wetness between his thighs, making them stick together when Xin Hulei moves him around. 

The him in the dream doesn't react beyond throwing his arms around Xin Hulei's neck and looking up into his eyes.

"Good morning." He lets his finger slip past Xin Hulei's lips, grinning when Xin Hulei bites it lightly. "After last night I think it's only proper if I tell you my name. I'm Yao Shen, pleased to make your acquaintance."