Author Notes: Hello again, everyone! Enjoy the final chapter :)

- Chapter Start -

ZiShu sat down in the tub, breath hissing out at the sudden heat surrounding him. He scooted to the far end, resolved not to start anything they couldn't finish. He even kept his gaze averted as Wen KeXing placed one long leg inside the tub with a small splash, boldly facing him.

"Ah! The water's hot!"

The other leg went in with another tiny splash.

"The herbs smell really good though."

Under the cover of his bangs, ZiShu saw Wen KeXing lowering himself with the speed of a tortoise, one hand on the edge of the tub for balance.

"Ah, hot, hot...!"

Even when he was finally sitting down, he continued to shift back and forth, as if trying to find the best spot for his rear. ZiShu gritted his teeth. There was no difference anywhere in the tub and all that moving about was playing havoc with his crumbling willpower.

"Lao Wen, be still," he hissed.

"I am!"

Silence reigned for all of ten seconds. ZiShu counted. Then,

"A-Xu, would you pass me a soap please?" Wen KeXing's voice was soft and sweet as honey.

ZiShu reached over the side of the tub, plucked the nearest piece from the ceramic dish and held it out in Wen KeXing's direction. Wet fingers took it from him, sneaking in a tiny caress at the same time.

"Thank you."

Wen KeXing's voice was so sweet ZiShu half expected to see a stream of pink hearts coming his way. He grunted and reached over the side again for the water dipper. Ah, the hot water splashing over his head and soaking into his hair felt wonderful.

"A-Xu, let me wash your hair for you."

ZiShu squinted past the wet strands over his face to see Wen KeXing smiling at him.

"Probably not a good idea," he said cautiously.

"It's a very good idea," Wen KeXing replied at once and tilted his head a bit to the side with a winsome smile. "Please? Then you can wash mine."

That was an even worse idea, but ZiShu hesitated, traitorous eyes flitting over those lustrous silver tresses that lent Wen KeXing such an otherworldly beauty. He couldn't deny he had been longing to get his fingers in them.

"Come on, get over here." A pale hand lifted from the water and a long index finger crooked itself at him.

ZiShu exhaled, more for show than anything else. Sweeping his dripping bangs from his face, he turned around and shifted closer to Wen KeXing, sliding between two long legs.

- o -

The next five or so minutes passed in a haze of bliss. The water was hot, the soap fragrant, and Wen KeXing excelled at everything he did, even a menial task like hair washing. He was thorough yet gentle, adept at finding all the itchy spots without being prompted and scratching at them until ZiShu was hard pressed not to writhe and moan in bliss. He even massaged the back of ZiShu's neck.

It was heavenly.

ZiShu didn't realise Wen KeXing had risen onto his knees until he slumped back, boneless, and felt a very distracting bulge at the small of his back. Eyes snapping open, he jerked upright, grabbing one edge of the tub as he half turned round. A wave of bathwater sloshed out.

"A-Xu?" Wen KeXing blinked down at him, holding up two hands full of soapsuds.

ZiShu looked down and up and then he unstuck his tongue from the roof of his mouth.

"Nothing," he mumbled and turned around again. This time, he kept his back ramrod straight.

"I can't help being-"

"I know," ZiShu cut him off. He was in the exact same state. "I told you this wasn't a good idea."

"It was and I'm done. Tip your head back a bit."

ZiShu obeyed and closed his eyes as clean water cascaded over his hair. He shouldn't get used to this.

"I'm going to wash and comb your hair for the rest of my life," Wen KeXing promised.

No. He should get used to this, ZiShu thought and smiled.

"I'll do the same for you even if I'm not as adept at it as you are," he said.

"My A-Xu is just modest."

- o -

ZiShu wasn't, but Wen KeXing didn't seem to mind. He didn't complain even when his hair was accidentally tugged at a couple of times.

"Sorry," ZiShu muttered after he had finished scrubbing.

"It's alright," Wen KeXing replied. "That was very nice, A-Xu."

"Close your eyes," ZiShu told him and poured clean water over his hair, combing his fingers through and rinsing out the suds.

"Thank you." Wen KeXing leaned back against him, even giving a wiggle.

ZiShu bit back a groan as his body hardened again. He had also risen onto his knees since Wen KeXing was two inches taller than him. Now he sat back down, stretching his legs on either side of Wen KeXing's.

"A-Xu?" Wen KeXing looked over his shoulder, showing his perfect profile, one hopeful eye and two pouting lips.

"We haven't bathed."

"Touch me first."

"But we should-"

"You're as hard as I am."

ZiShu dipped his head forward and rested his forehead on a wet shoulder.

"I knew this wasn't a good idea," he muttered as he slid a hand around Wen KeXing's trim hip and found a rigid length.

"It is." Wen KeXing leaned back against him, knees drawing up and pale thighs falling open.

ZiShu couldn't see under the water, but he reached his other arm around his soulmate and found a nipple, teasing it to stiffness and wringing a moan from its owner.

"Shh," he said and started fisting him, slow and steady.

Wen KeXing turned his head towards him and they muffled each other's moans with kisses. Wen KeXing rocked back and forth, alternately sending his length through ZiShu's fist and pressing back against ZiShu's length. Each time, more bathwater sloshed out. Neither of them cared.

Resting his head on ZiShu's shoulder, Wen KeXing gripped the sides of the tub and began thrusting his hips faster, breath coming in soft pants. ZiShu was right on his heels, hips pressing hard against Wen KeXing's backside.

"A-Xu..."

"Shh."

"A-Xu!"

"Shh!"

"A-X-"

ZiShu hastily clamped his hand over Wen KeXing's mouth and buried his own in the wet shoulder in front of him. They tipped over the edge together, their releases warming the bathwater and staining it opaque.

After a dozen strokes, ZiShu slumped back against the side, bringing Wen KeXing with him. Turning around, Wen KeXing wrapped his arms around him and rested his cheek on his shoulder.

Long minutes passed before ZiShu stirred, one hand slowly stroking his soulmate's wet head.

"Told you this wasn't a good idea," he said.

Wen KeXing lifted his head and pressed a kiss to his lips, radiant and gorgeous despite his wet hair.

"I disagree. This was a very good idea," he said with a lazy smile.

ZiShu was too replete to even muster up a glare, but he tried.

"Did you hear yourself?"

"Did you?"

ZiShu glared at him with pursed lips until he couldn't hold it and groaned in mortification, knocking the back of his head against the tub.

"I'm sure our disciples heard us."

"So? They know we're soulmates."

"So? Lao Wen, we're their shifu and shishu!"

"Who are in love with each other."

ZiShu attempted another glare, failed and gave up.

"Just as well Ye BaiYi's started training them."

"Indeed it is," Wen KeXing agreed, looking rather smug.

ZiShu felt his lips twitch despite himself.

"Come on, let's finish our bath. Water's getting cold."

"And then?" Wen KeXing's eyes twinkled.

"And then I'm going to bed!"

"I'll join you."

"Only if you promise not to start anything."

"Of course."

"Why don't I believe you?"

- o -

A couple of hours later...

The setting sun's rays slanted across the inner courtyard as Wen KeXing and ZiShu made their way to the main hall, refreshed after a nap. Ye BaiYi was the only one sitting there with a pot of tea, looking rather pleased with himself.

"There you two are," he remarked. "Finally had your fill of each other?"

"Senior Ye!" ZiShu felt his face flare with heat.

"Old monster, do you mind?!" Wen KeXing exclaimed, a moment too late, but sounding credibly embarrassed.

"What?" Ye BaiYi raised an eyebrow. "You two flooded the bathroom earlier."

"Oh! Well..." ZiShu's mind went an unhelpful blank.

"We were just - ow! A-Xu, that hurt!"

"Just. Sit. Down," ZiShu said through gritted teeth and ignored Ye BaiYi's chuckle.

"I couldn't tell if your twenty little brats' faces were red from the sun, from training, or from what they heard."

"Senior Ye!" ZiShu wanted to cover his face with his hands.

"Don't make us regret helping you," Wen KeXing scolded Ye BaiYi who just smirked at him.

"It was your decision, brat, not mine."

Turning away, ZiShu fanned his hot face with one hand as the familiar bickering washed over him.

After a few moments, there was a nudge on his arm and a cup of tea set before him. He looked up to see Wen KeXing's adoring smile and Ye BaiYi's smirk. Smiling back, he picked up his cup and toasted them before draining it.

Change was inevitable, but he was glad to see that some things would always stay the same.

- Story End -

A/N: And that's it! Thank you for reading, please leave a comment if you enjoyed it :)