How To Please My Demon Lord
Another spicy chapter-
Chapter 7-
The next morning, as pale light spilled into the room, a handsome young man entered.
"Good morning, Shizun, breakfast is ready!" he exclaimed enthusiastically.
The sound of his husband's cheerful voice was what Shen Qingqiu heard as he awoke from his slumber. His eyes fluttered open as he stifled a yawn. Groggily, he began to wake up, but he felt like he had barely slept.
'Fuck, it's already morning?' he thought to himself.
Half-awake, he pushed himself up into a sitting position, and that movement caused the sheets to slide away from his body. His hair was loose and messy about his face and over his shoulders. He felt a chill and looked over at Binghe.
His husband was clad in only a thin white robe, and his loose wavy hair spilled down his back as he gracefully moved around the room. He opened the curtains then turned around to face him.
"Why are you up so early, Binghe? You should have slept in with me. Breakfast could have waited." Shen Qingqiu pouted.
'Why are you acting like a spoiled child?' he thought to himself. 'You should be glad that he is so contentious and willing to make breakfast every morning.'
Back in his previous life, Shen Yuan would sleep till noon and skip breakfast.
"I thought that after last night you might need some nourishment. What else did you have in mind, Shizun? Is there something else you would rather have for breakfast?" Binghe suggested, a saucy smile on his face.
The demon lord walked over to his husband; as one of his hands reached out to stroke the front of Shen Qingqiu's bare chest.
"Shizun, if you are hungry for something other than food, then I will gladly offer myself." Binghe purred, as the hand he had placed on his chest trailed down until it reached a lower and very intimate place.
Desire flowed through Shen Qingqiu. He didn't want their special time together to end. "Come here." he murmured as he pulled Binghe down to him for a kiss.
This action caused Binghe to stumble a bit and his foot slid underneath the bed.
He made a sound of surprise against his husband's lips.
Shen Qingqiu noticed this and reluctantly broke the kiss.
"Binghe, what is it?" he asked, curiously.
In response, his husband backed up a bit, then bent down and looked underneath the bed with a puzzled expression on his face. He straightened back up and held a small box in his hand.
It was the gift that Shen Qingqiu had bought the day before with Shang Qinghua.
'Fuck! I forgot about the present I bought for Binghe! How could I have forgotten such an important thing?' he thought to himself and felt foolish.
Luo Binghe examined the box carefully.
"Shizun, what is this?" he asked, as he glanced down at him.
"Well...It's a surprise. I forgot all about it as I was caught up in you...I mean, busy with very important things last night." Shen Qingqiu explained awkwardly.
A slight blush spread across Luo Binghe's cheeks. "Who is it for and why was it hidden?"
"Yesterday, while you were busy dealing the southern border conflict, I went to town with Shang-shishu to look around. I wanted to buy a gift for you...for us." he responded, as he saw his husband's eyes light up.
" Shizun, you thought of me? You are too good to this disciple." Binghe replied delightedly, as he leaned over and placed another kiss on his husband's lips.
Shen Qingqiu broke the kiss after a moment. "Of course, I thought about you, silly boy. I wanted to get something special and to make sure the timing was right." he admitted.
"Shizun, a..are you sure? For if you need this disciple to wait, I will. We can have breakfast first." he stammered nervously.
Shen Qingqiu reached out and pulled his husband down onto the bed with him, and stroked his cheek gently. "Breakfast can wait. Hand me the box please. It's important that I do this right."
It would be the first and only time he would make a proposal.
Obediently, Binghe handed him the box. "I'm not quite sure I understand, Shizun."
"Don't worry. I'll explain it all to you, Binghe." he responded, as he looked at the man he loved.
"Before I give you this gift, I want you to know how proud I am to be your husband. I may not tell you this as often as I should, Luo Binghe, and it's that I love you very much."
Binghe's dark eyes instantly became filled with tears. "Shizun, I love you too...more than anything." he said tenderly, and reached out and laid his hand on his husband's thigh.
Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath. He reached into the box and pulled out the two gold wedding bands with diamonds embedded in them.
"Shizun, what are these for?" Binghe whispered in amazement, as he stared at the sparkling rings.
"In many cultures, a married couple will exchange rings to show their devotion and love for each another." he explained to the younger man.
Shen Qingqiu tenderly cupped his husband's chin. "Luo Binghe, I considered myself a lucky man when you asked me to marry you. Now, I am offering you my own proposal."
"Shizun, are you asking me t..to?" Binghe was at a loss for words as he was overcome with emotion. It seemed all his dreams were coming true.
"There is a ring for you and one for me. The custom is that I will put this one on your finger and you will put the other one on mine. That will mean that we have taken a vow to live our lives together in marriage forever." he explained tenderly.
Shen Qingqiu looked at the gold and diamond rings, took in a deep breath, then said gently "Binghe, please give me your hand."
Binghe's hand was shaking as he held out his slim fingers.
Shen Qingqiu gazed lovingly at the younger man.
"Luo Binghe, will you marry me...again?" he asked tenderly.
"Shizun, I would be honored. I would marry you a million times over!" he exclaimed, as tears formed in his eyes.
As Shen Qingqiu heard Binghe's acceptance, he gently slid the golden ring onto the younger man's finger, and kissed the back of his husband's hand.
He then handed the other ring to Luo Binghe.
"What do I do next, Shizun?" he asked as his voice shook, and he took the ring from him.
" Binghe, if you are positive you want to marry this old man again, then do as I did and place the ring on my finger." he instructed.
"Shizun, will you be a family with me again? This disciple will love you forever. Please say yes."
"I would be honored to be family with you. I love you, Luo Binghe." he answered.
Then with a tear-stained face, the younger man gently slid the ring onto Shen Qingqiu's finger. It fit perfectly.
"What do we do next, Shizun?" he breathed. "Do we kiss?"
"We can kiss and do anything we want to do." the peak lord responded happily, then continued. "Congratulations, we are married again. I want you to know how proud I am to be your husband."
Luo Binghe flung himself into his arms, knocking him back onto their bed as he cried out. "You have made this disciple very happy; I feel like my heart could burst!" as tears rolled down his cheeks and landed on Shen Qingqiu's face.
"Don't cry." he murmured, as he gingerly wiped the tears from his husband's cheek.
"Don't worry, Shizun, these are tears of happiness!" he reassured him and looked at his ring. "It's very beautiful, Shizun."
"Whenever we are apart, just look at your ring and remember that my love is always with you." Shen Qingqiu said lovingly.
Binghe's starry dark eyes met his own, and he looked at him with total devotion and love. He reached out and grabbed Shen Qingqiu's hand, kissed the back of it, then moved his lips to kiss his ring. He laced his fingers through his husband's.
"How lucky I was to meet you, Shizun. I am grateful that you would love someone like me and that you chose me over all else."
These words were a baring of Lou Binghe's soul as he clutched his husband's hand and stroked the side of his face gently. "How did I ever deserve you?" he whispered.
Shen Qingqiu was touched deeply. He knew that the younger man didn't believe his worth and was insecure about himself. Luo Binghe was by far the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on, both inside and out.
"Binghe, I wish you could see yourself from my eyes. You don't know how special you are and always have been to me. You have accepted me despite all the pain I inadvertently caused you..." he began, his voice thick with emotion.
He cleared his throat and continued on; his eyes bright as he locked eyes with his husband.
"I could ask you the same thing. After all I put you through, I can't believe that you forgave me. You have accepted me and loved me as I am. I don't deserve you." Shen Qingqiu responded, as he blinked back the rare tears that threatened to spill from his eyes.
Elated, Luo Binghe surged forward and embraced him. His shoulders were shaking as he held him tightly and he knew that his husband was crying. He melted against his body before he pulled back, as the younger man did the same. He once again brushed the fresh tears away from Binhge's flawless face and smiled.
Shen Qingqiu decided to lighten the mood as he said triumphantly, "Guess what, my dear husband? None of the past matters anymore, for we are married- body and soul. We have a bright future together to look forward to."
'All this emotion and sweetness before breakfast. It's enough to give one a cavity.' Shen Qingqiu thought to himself. 'However, I wouldn't trade this for the world'
In response to his words, Binghe showered him with passionate kisses all over his face, neck and chest, as he whispered, "I love you Shizun, I love you so very much." over and over.
"I love you too, Binghe." he responded, as he kissed his husband back with all the love and passion that coursed through him. His hands slid over the younger man's back and brushed against the sides of his waist.
Shen Qingqiu felt him grow hard against his body. His husband used his lips and tongue to trail down his naked chest, then stopped to suck one of his nipples, as his other hand inched down towards his groin.
"Are you sore this morning, Shizun?" Binghe asked gently.
Wordlessly, Shen Qingqiu reached out and undid the sash on his husband's robe. As the robe opened, he pushed it off Binghe and shuddered with want.
It was a sight to behold his body in the sunlight that streamed into the room. Every line and curve of him was magnificent- his broad shoulders, his powerful chest with those pink nipples to tempt him, his waist and that sizeable cock standing proudly between his hips.
Shen Qingqiu's hand reached down to grab Binghe's member. He wrapped his hand around it and began to stroke, his thumb rubbing over the slit at the tip of it.
His husband let out a moan as he instantly grew even harder in his hands.
"Does this answer your question?" Shen Qingqiu retorted huskily. Their eyes met as their gazes burned into each other with desire and need.
He captured his husband's mouth with his own, their tongues entangling, as he removed his hand to wrap both of his arms around Binghe. They pressed their warm naked bodies against each other, until their groins met and both of their hard members rubbed against each other.
Shen Qingqiu breath hitched as the friction increased. He broke the deep kiss to sit up and pushed his husband off him until the younger man was lying on the bed on his back.
'Fuck, you really have become shameless' his inner voice chided.
He ignored it and crawled on top of Binghe. Neither man said anything as their eyes locked, and Shen Qingqiu kissed across his husband's flat stomach. Though they had made love last night, he had grown to accept his husband's size during the course of time they had been together.
"Shizun?" Binghe prodded, waiting for a cue from his husband before he would proceed further and devour him.
In response, Shen Qingqiu trailed his tongue down the thin line of black hair that led to Binghe's groin until he was over that massive cock. His eyes still on his husband, he wrapped his hand around it again and began to stroke. He knew that he would have a bit of trouble fitting his mouth around his husband's member, so he concentrated his efforts on the umbrella shaped tip and carefully began to lick and suck it.
His husband's face showed a bit of surprise as he gasped. "Shizun, you sure are bold this morning. You never tried doing this to me before."
He lifted his head from Binghe's cock long enough to ask "Do you mind it? If so, I will stop," he said, but with that warning and without waiting for an answer he let his tongue dip into the slit of the massive tip. He teased, swirled and sucked on it until he elicited a whimper of pleasure from his husband.
Binghe looked at him, his eyes were glazed over with desire "How could I mind anything that Shizun does to me? This disciple doesn't want you to stop. Please continue." he gasped and thrusted into his husband's willing mouth.
Shen Qingqiu continued sucking the tip and stroking the length of Binghe's hard cock, while he cupped his balls with the other. He shamelessly watched the younger man's reactions to what he was doing. It was a beautiful sight to see the most perfect man writhe and moan because of the intimate acts he was doing to him.
Luo Binghe's wavy black hair was spread out all over the pillow, his head tilted back as his gorgeous face filled with ecstasy. His jade pendant slid to the side of his chest as he arched his back, and shifted his hips wider when his husband took him a bit more into his mouth.
"Shizun, wait!" Binghe panted at last, pulling his husband's hair hard enough to cause him to let go. Shen Qingqiu took his mouth off of his husband's member and raised his head and met his eyes.
"Binghe?" he could barely get his name out when the younger man picked him up and moved him back against the pillows, then rolled to his side and reached for the jar of lubricant on the bedside table.
"I'm sorry, Shizun. I can't wait any longer, I need to be inside you now." he blurted out; his hand played between the crevice of Shen Qingqiu's buttocks with a lubricated finger at his tender opening.
"I need you inside me too." Shen Qingqiu panted, as Binghe grabbed him by his hair with his other hand and twisted his head as they kissed, their tongues fighting for dominance until they both were breathless.
"On your knees, Shizun, we will do it the way you like." Binghe said as commandingly as possible.
A small, deep moan of victory sounded from Shen Qingqiu as he shifted positions, and inched his legs farther apart and lifted up his backside.
Binghe kissed the small of his husband's back before he planted his knees between Shen Qingqiu's spread calves and stroked his lubricated fingers over the pucker of his husband's ass and inserted a finger, then another.
Shen Qingqiu rocked back experimentally on Binghe's fingers, silently asking for more.
He whimpered when Binghe added a third finger to widen him.
"Are you in any pain, Shizun? I don't want you to hurt, so please tell me if you hurt." he said gently, his dark eyes searching for any sign of discomfort on Shen Qingqiu's face.
'I don't have the heart to tell him that I know it's going to hurt at first, it usually does.' he thought. Instead, he leaned forward to kiss Binghe and said "I'm fine, don't worry. I'll gladly endure it."
Luo Binghe kissed him deeply at those words and kneeled between his spread legs. His three fingers worked inside of him and he stroked Shen Qingqiu's cock until he was rock hard and moaning in pleasure.
One good thing about the demon race was their ability to hold an erection for a long time. Though Binghe was only half heavenly demon, he was still hard as a rock as he prepared his husband, then said "Shizun, I'm going to enter you now" as he hovered over him and cautiously slid his cock into him.
They both gasped at the contact.
Binghe proved to be an exceptionally fast learner (for a former virgin who had no idea what he was doing) into a more self-assured and talented lover. Shen Qingqiu, (who himself had been a virgin when it came to gay sex) found it at times a bit painful, but quite enjoyable.
Nothing mattered as they moved together, warm flesh upon flesh, as Luo Binghe's treasured jade pendant brushed up against Shen Qingqiu's back upon every thrust he made into him.
Binghe glanced down at the ring on his finger and was delighted that Shizun had proposed to him.
"I'll always treasure this ring that you gave me. thank you for marrying me again." he whispered into his husband's ear.
In response, Shen Qingqiu arched back deeper into his husband and twisted around so he could meet those inviting lips of his. For a while, all that filled the room was the sounds of sex- the squeaking of the bed, the moans of pleasure and breathless whispers.
He felt intense pleasure as Binghe's member kept rubbing against his special spot. His body felt tingly as the delicious urgency built within him and knew he was close to release.
Binghe bit into his husband's shoulder as he began to move deeper and faster, not able to hold himself back. He moved his hand to close around his husband's iron-hard member. His focus narrowed on thrusting his cock again and again into his husband as the exquisite pleasure also built up inside him.
"Shizun, you're mine. You belong to me." he growled, as his thrusts peaked in intensity...the pleasure was almost unbearable.
Tension poured off of Shen Qingqiu. His body was sweaty and he was shaking beneath Luo Binghe. He gasped "Yes, I belong to you, body and soul." in response to his husband's declarations of ownership. He had truly given himself to this Demon Lord a long time ago.
Finally, Shen Qingqiu let out a fierce cry of pleasure and pain as his orgasm consumed him and his arched his back against the younger man.
Warm wetness spilled into Binghe's hand. That was all it took for him to let himself go and fire into his husband with an orgasm so powerful that the edges of his vision went dark for a moment.
As both their heartbeats raced wildly, they were as one heart, one body, one soul.
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A while later, Shen Qingqiu lay in his husband arms as they both enjoyed the sweet afterglow of their lovemaking. Binghe ran his hand lightly down his husband's arm and smiled as he nuzzled against him.
"This disciple is really happy, Shizun. Do you know why?"
'I bet I can guess' Shen Qingqiu thought to himself.
"Tell me why, Binghe." as he reached out and caressed his husband's cheek.
"Shizun, I don't think we've ever been together like this before. We practiced so many times without any interruptions or you telling me that once was enough." Binghe replied. "You proposed to me and gave me this ring. I really cannot believe how beautiful my life has become. I know I told you this before, but I can never tell you these words enough- I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you."
Shen Qingqiu's heart swelled at these words and the pure love that was on his husband's face. He bent forward and kissed Binghe's eyes, nose, cheeks and then his lips before answering "I'm the lucky one."
He wanted to say more, but not sure how to put his overwhelming feelings of love into words. Then he said "I love you, Binghe. I know this teacher does not say these words often, but I mean every word."
Then he said without thinking "I hope you don't feel neglected anymore. If I had made you feel that way it definitely wasn't my intention."
A puzzled look passed over Binghe's face. "What do you mean, Shizun? I don't feel neglected. I might have felt like that years ago before you chose to be with me. I haven't felt that way for a while and especially since our marriage".
'What the fuck? What about what Ning Yingying said?' Shen Qingqiu thought.
"I apologize, Binghe. I thought I overheard someone saying that you felt you lacked romance in your life. I'm afraid that this teacher doesn't have much experience about how to be romantic".
"Shizun, where did you get an idea like that? If I thought you were ignoring me or not being romantic enough, I would definitely tell you!" Binghe replied firmly, as he propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at Shen Qingqiu.
"Well, that's what I thought, but Ning Yingying..." he began, but as soon as he realized what he said, he knew he had made a mistake. A good Shizun would never eavesdrop or tattle on his own disciples. What was he thinking? Did all the sex, clinginess and gooey sweetness affect his brain cells?
"Shijie Ning Yingying? What did she say about me?" Binghe insisted, his voice becoming more suspicious by the second. "Did she come out and say something like that to you, Shizun?"
'Please don't kill Yingying, Binghe'. he thought, worried about his husband's intolerant way with people who were not his Shizun.
"No Binghe. She didn't say anything to me. I was passing by Qing Jing Peak to visit and accidentally overheard a conversation." Shen Qingqiu explained carefully, hoping that the embarrassment didn't show on his face, as his fan had fallen off the bed. He really needed it right now to hide his face behind it.
"Did Shizun eavesdrop on her?" Binghe asked, a touch of amusement in his voice.
'Like how is that bad compared to some things you've done?' he thought, before he responded with... "I didn't mean to! I assure you it was on accident." Shen Qingqiu said, feeling his face grow red with embarrassment.
"I overheard that you told her that you felt you lacked romance in your life. I felt guilty because I know I have been hard on you in the past. However, since we became married, I really have tried to become more aware of how much you need my love and attention." He felt flustered as he tried to explain.
To his surprise, Binghe threw his head back and laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Shen Qingqiu asked, feeling puzzled.
"I'm sorry, Shizun." Binghe responded, as he stroked his arm gently.
"I promise you I never said anything like that to Shijie Yingying. But I think I know who did."
"Who? If it, wasn't you, then who else? I swore I heard Ning Yingying say 'Ah-Luo?"
"Shizun, are you definite that she said my name?" Binghe asked in a teasing voice. "Have you been having any trouble with your hearing lately?"
"No, I haven't noticed any issues with my hearing...but maybe I need Mu Qingfang to check..." Shen Qingqiu responded and hid his face behind his fan.
'Fuck, are these old ears going deaf?' he thought as Binghe began to explain.
"One day, I went there looking for you and Mobei- Jun was with me. He dragged along Shang Qinghua. He needed to take care of some important business for me and that peak lord wanted to go. Mobei yelled at him that it was too dangerous and told him to stay with me" Binghe recalled.
"You, Mobei Jun and Shang Qinghua all just strolled into Qing Jing Peak? Please don't take this the wrong way, Binghe, but you know they would be less than pleased if even one of you were there, much less all of you." Shen Qingqiu retorted, disbelief in his voice.
"Shizun, Liu-shishu wasn't around that day. You told me that you were going to be visiting that day, and I decided to wait for you. However, I didn't want to be stuck with Shang Qinghua. I felt relieved when Shijie Yingying felt sorry for him and offered him some tea. I went back to my side room to go read a book at my desk until you returned."
Binghe went on to tell him that later when he walked into the kitchen, he noticed that Ning Yingying listened as Shang Qinghua complained to her about Mobei-Jun not being romantic enough and wasn't giving him enough attention.
Shen Qingqiu listened in disbelief to this story. Shang Qinghua, Mobei-Jun and Luo Binghe were definitely not welcome at Qing Jing peak. However, his husband told him was that while all the peak Lords were off doing other things, Ning Yingying actually had the patience to listen to damn Airplane whine about his relationship problems.
'How the hell had he misheard? So, all this time Ning Yingying was talking about Airplane bro instead of him and Binghe?' The story seemed unbelievable. However, hanging out with Airplane bro yesterday and listening to him whine about Mobei-Jun, he supposed it made sense.
He must have had a frown on his face, because Binghe looked over at him with teary eyes. "Shizun, did I say or do something wrong? You seem upset."
Shen Qingqiu became aware that he was fanning himself furiously. He immediately slowed down his speed and looked up at his husband.
"Do you not believe this disciple? I never told anyone how I felt about you all those years ago, and I don't talk about our relationship with others. Shizun, our marriage is sacred to this disciple."
Shen Qingqiu knew that Binghe had been untruthful in the past, both the original goods and the one he raised, but that was a while ago. He realized his husband now was honest with him. This young man had risked everything to be with him and had fought for his love. He had no reason to lie.
He patted Binghe on his head "You haven't done anything wrong. I just feel like this teacher's hearing must be going." he replied lightly, and laid back against his husband who pulled him into his arms.
"Shizun?"
"Hmm?" Shen Qingqiu responded; his eyes closed as he nestled against his husband's warm chest.
"Do you still want breakfast? I know that what I made earlier is cold now, but I can make some more."
'Fuck, I forgot all about breakfast. He always cooks for me when he doesn't have to. Even after, being in battle yesterday and then was up half the night making love to me.'
He looked down at his husband's arm that was wrapped around his waist, and saw that the cuts that were fresh last night, that had almost healed.
He reached for his fan and then lightly smacked Binghe on the head with it.
The younger man immediately touched his head and looked down at his husband.
"What was that for, Shizun?"
"Binghe, you realize that you were fighting demons for the last few days to the point that you were injured, do you not?" Shen Qingqiu said sternly, as he ran his fingers gently over the cuts.
"Yes Shizun, but..."
Shen Qingqiu interrupted him.
"You do realize we have servants that could cook breakfast for the both of us?"
"But Shizun, I love to cook for you. I know exactly how you like your food prepared." the younger man said, as his eyes started to well up with tears. "I know you tried to cook for me, but is what I make not taste pleasant to you anymore?"
Shen Qingqiu immediately softened his tone as he said "Everything you make is delicious and I appreciate all the things you do for me. I thought that since you were injured, that you should stay in bed with me for a bit longer as you know we didn't get much sleep last night. Besides, this old body of mine needs a rest."
'My poor ass, hips and waist need a rest after all the sex we had. It's not easy keeping a cry baby demon Lord husband pleased. It can be tiring to say the fucking least. But I love him and want to make him happy.' he thought to himself.
Binghe immediately brightened up and smiled, hugging him tight. "We can stay in bed all day if you want. Shizun, you seem like you want to spend a lot of time with me even after I told you it wasn't me who said I felt neglected! That makes this disciple so pleased."
"You make me very happy, Binghe. Now, just don't get used to this indulgent behavior from me all the time. I'm still the Qing Jing Peak Lord and can't have sex with you all day, every day. I have other responsibilities too." Shen Qingqiu reminded his husband.
"Why not, Shizun? I would like to give the authors more content for new volumes of 'The Resentment of Chunshan' and "The Song of Bingqiu." he joked.
"I bet you would, you naughty disciple." Shen Qingqiu chuckled, then kissed Binghe, before he responded "I'm tired, let's sleep for a while and eat later."
"Yes Shizun, I'm a bit tired too." he agreed, as they both snuggled down underneath the sheets, their skin warm against the other.
Shen Qingqiu felt perfectly content. He had a handsome, doting husband, despite a few minor personality quirks. Luo Binghe was the best thing in his life and their two days and nights of sex had been amazing.
Life was good.
Before he fell asleep, Binghe whispered in his ear "I want to give my husband a gift as well. This disciple would be willing to let you do me, that way Shizun will know me both inside and out. I hope you would enjoy that."
Thankfully Shen Qingqiu had already fallen asleep by this time and didn't hear Binghe suggest this.
Luo Binghe didn't mind, he knew his husband loved him and that there would be plenty of time to be intimate with him. He smiled as he drifted off to sleep thinking of all the new ways that he had in mind for them. He especially couldn't wait when they told all of Cang Qiong Mountain and especially Liu Qingge, that they were married.
The Demon Lord was pleased... for now.
Chapter 8-?
A/N -The plotted-out parts are finished= I can end this story here OR write some more chapters of fluffy and romantic adventures in this story. I hope this story did not give you cavities and/or my writing made you pull your hair out. If so, I'm sorry.
One of the main reasons that I began writing this story, was because I didn't like the way Shen Qingqiu seemed to suffer during sex. I wanted to write my own where it was less painful for him.
I tried to be in character and not too OOC- I didn't want the system to deduct any B points from me. Haha.
Thank you for reading, reviewing and leaving kudos. It makes me very happy :)