Phoenix Top and Dragon Bottom Chapter 25

Chapter 25 · Finally Winning Over the Lover

Feng Xuan Yang kicked open Long Qinghan’s door.

He had endured for many days, but he could no longer hold back. Long Qinghan was too obtuse and stubborn, difficult to appease. It was better to just strip away all pretenses and indulge in three days and three nights of true pleasure.

These past few days, Long Qinghan had been avoiding him, ignoring several invitations. This had infuriated Feng Xuan Yang. Unable to bear it any longer, after considering for a few days, he began to plot how to bring Long Qinghan to his bed.

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Feng Xuan Yang gritted his teeth and enunciated each word, “Is that so? Then I ask Young Master Long to open the door. I have matters to discuss.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to knock first?” The person inside said calmly, their words as even as ever.

Feng Xuan Yang’s anger surged. He clenched his hand into a fist and then released it, repeating this several times. After taking a deep breath, he formed a fist with one hand and pounded on the door forcefully, the strength behind it making it seem like the door had personally wronged him.

Only then did Long Qinghan slowly turn around and open the door. Yet, he didn’t invite Feng Xuan Yang inside. He leaned against the door frame and asked, “Master Feng, what brings you here?” His eyes remained calm, lacking any ripples, to the point that Feng Xuan Yang began to suspect whether Long Qinghan had lost interest in him.

Although Long Qinghan pretended to ignore Feng Xuan Yang, each time he saw him, it stirred something within him. He had simply grown accustomed to hiding his emotions, freezing his face over like eternal ice.

Feng Xuan Yang didn’t know where his anger was coming from. He forced out a smile and said, “Young Master Long, why have you been avoiding me these past few days?”

“Nothing worth seeing.” Long Qinghan replied coldly.

“…,” Feng Xuan Yang pursed his lips several times, watching those cold words spill from Long Qinghan’s mouth. He almost doubted if this was truly the affectionate Long Qinghan he knew. 

But so what if it wasn’t? Firstly, neither of them had confessed their feelings to each other. Secondly, they didn’t have a real connection. Long Qinghan’s indifference towards him was expected. Indeed, the solution was to figure out a way to bring him to bed.

Feng Xuan Yang’s eyes darted around and a sudden idea struck him. He cleared his throat a few times and said seriously, “Qinghan, I’ve come to bid you farewell…”

“Bang,” another sound rang out as the door closed once again.

“…” Feng Xuan Yang suddenly had the impulse to quickly strip Long Qinghan of his clothes, press him down on the ground until he passed out.

After closing the door, Long Qinghan leaned against it, lost in thought. He didn’t know why, but subconsciously he didn’t want to hear Feng Xuan Yang’s farewell words. He didn’t want to part, he just didn’t want to.

He lifted his hand, gazing at his palm in a daze. It was as if something would slip away from his fingertips after they were separated.

A soft chuckle escaped Long Qinghan’s lips. He couldn’t help but find it amusing that he was feeling so sentimental, almost like a woman. A man’s ambition knows no boundaries; separations were inevitable, and farewells would be followed by reunions.

However, Long Qinghan was still reluctant. He remembered that after their last meeting before his rebirth, it had been over half a year. The thought of being apart for such a long time brought a tinge of sadness.

“Qinghan, Qinghan…” a soft voice called out by his ear. Long Qinghan was taken aback. Could it be that he was hearing things? Startled, he quickly shut his eyes and shook his head, trying to shake off the auditory illusion.

But the voice persisted, and it seemed like a faint breath was drawing nearer. What?! Long Qinghan’s eyes shot open, only to find his lips being captured by someone’s kiss.

Long Qinghan froze for a moment, then gradually melted into Feng Xuan Yang’s kiss. No matter how much reluctance he felt, a single kiss was enough to dissolve it all. Unconsciously, he wrapped his arms around Feng Xuan Yang’s waist, using his warmth to melt him away.

After a long, lingering kiss, even though Long Qinghan was still reluctant, he withdrew his tongue, panting lightly. It took quite a while for him to catch his breath.

Suddenly, he froze. He stared at the person before him and scolded, “How did you get in?”

Feng Xuan Yang chuckled mischievously and walked over to the table, placing the wine jug he was holding onto it. He pointed at the windowsill and said, “Hmm, I came in through there… Ouch!” Before he could finish his sentence, he received a series of fierce kicks from Long Qinghan. Annoyed, he held the painful area and muttered angrily, “You’re in trouble now, Long Qinghan, big trouble.”

“What did you say?” Long Qinghan narrowed his dangerous eyes and stared at him.

“I said you kicked well, you kicked well,” Feng Xuan Yang said with a playful grin. Then, he turned his back to Long Qinghan and continued, “You’re in big trouble, really.”

Long Qinghan didn’t quite catch what “big trouble” meant. He walked over to the table, picked up the wine jug that Feng Xuan Yang had brought, and slowly opened the lid. He took a deep whiff of the scent and sighed, “It smells amazing. What kind of wine is this? I’ve never seen it before.”

Feng Xuan Yang lifted his lips with pride and said, “This is the exclusive ‘Moonrise over Nine Heavens’ brewed by our sect.”

“Moonrise over Nine Heavens? What a wonderful name. Just by smelling it, it’s like enjoying a solitary drink under the moonlight. There’s a hint of melancholy and a captivating fragrance. But how did this exclusive brew end up here?” Long Qinghan took another deep sip, thoroughly captivated.

Feng Xuan Yang proudly stated, “My subordinates sent it over. I figured you’ve never tried it before, so I brought it as a farewell gift.”

Long Qinghan’s hand paused slightly, then he retorted, “So it seems that Sect Leader Feng has prepared this farewell gift for quite some time. If I’m not mistaken, it’s about a ten-day journey from Nine Heavens Sect to Han Dong City.”

Feng Xuan Yang didn’t directly address Long Qinghan’s remark. Instead, he leaned closer to Long Qinghan’s ear and inquired, “Qinghan, how did you know that it’s a ten-day journey from here to Nine Heavens Sect? I vaguely recall that no one in the martial world seems to know the location of the Nine Heavens Sect.”

Long Qinghan’s breath caught for a moment. As someone who had been reborn, he naturally knew where the Nine Heavens Sect was located, but for a moment, he forgot this was information from before his rebirth.

He hesitated, a slight blush forming on his face. “I… um… guessed.”

Seeing the flush on Long Qinghan’s face, Feng Xuan Yang couldn’t help but find it amusing. “Oh? You guessed so accurately?”

Long Qinghan’s face turned even redder. Annoyed, he shot Feng Xuan Yang a glare and, ignoring his image, lifted the wine jug and took a hearty drink.

Observing Long Qinghan’s bold drinking, a glint of intrigue flashed in Feng Xuan Yang’s eyes. He leaned on the table, watching as Long Qinghan downed the drink, not paying much further attention.

After a while, Long Qinghan had his fill and abruptly placed the wine jug down. He scolded, “Why aren’t you drinking?”

“I’ve been drinking since I was a child, just one time less,” Feng Xuan Yang quipped, raising an eyebrow.

“Drink with me!” Long Qinghan’s face exhibited a faint blush, his head feeling a bit hazy. The alcohol seemed to have quite a kick, and oddly enough, it appeared to be an aphrodisiac as well. Why else would he feel a small flame burning in his lower abdomen, making his whole body heat up? Startled, he channeled his internal energy to suppress the growing heat.

Meanwhile, Feng Xuan Yang was left flabbergasted. For the second time now, he wondered how long Long Qinghan would stay oblivious. Just when he had finally seized the opportunity to administer the medicine again, Long Qinghan employed his inner energy to forcefully suppress it. If not for fear of causing him pain on their first encounter, he wouldn’t have been so benevolent as to administer the medicine forcefully. Yet, some people just couldn’t grasp good intentions and persisted in suppressing it with their inner energy.

Faced with his somewhat intoxicated companion, Feng Xuan Yang was left speechless. Despite the effects of alcohol and the medicine, he managed to remain coherent. Truly…

However, Feng Xuan Yang soon realized that Long Qinghan had already lost his senses long ago.

He watched as Long Qinghan extended his hand toward him and shouted, “Drink!”

Feng Xuan Yang tightly shut his mouth and shook his head. How could he dare drink? The wine was laced with medicine, and he lacked Long Qinghan’s icy internal energy to suppress it.

However, the more Feng Xuan Yang refused to drink, the more Long Qinghan grew irritated. In his frustration, he took several sips of wine and suddenly lunged forward, capturing Feng Xuan Yang in a kiss. Before Feng Xuan Yang could react, Long Qinghan slowly transferred the wine from his mouth into Feng Xuan Yang’s.

With a resounding “gulp,” the strong alcohol went down, and Feng Xuan Yang couldn’t stop him anymore.

But this wasn’t the end of it. The intoxicated strength of Long Qinghan was not to be underestimated. Acting quickly, he pointed at a pressure point on Feng Xuan Yang’s body, then pressed his lips against Feng Xuan Yang’s mouth, transferring the wine he had consumed. He let his lips travel down to Feng Xuan Yang’s mouth. After taking a few more sips of wine himself, he leaned back and pushed Feng Xuan Yang down onto the ground. He then positioned himself on top of Feng Xuan Yang and continued sipping the wine, interspersing it with kisses, all the while murmuring Feng Xuan Yang’s name.

Feng Xuan Yang’s blood was already boiling in his veins. His beloved was sitting on him, kissing him passionately, and inebriated Long Qinghan’s face was flushed with a rosy hue. His porcelain skin carried a hint of pink, exuding an unusual charm. Long Qinghan’s clothes were disheveled, his hair in disarray, and his lips emitted warm breaths with every shallow exhale—a far cry from his usual demeanor. This sight stirred something in Feng Xuan Yang’s heart.

However—

“Damn it, Long Qinghan, release the pressure point on me!” Feng Xuan Yang roared loudly. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Unlike Long Qinghan, he lacked the icy internal energy to suppress the desire that was mounting under their mutual attraction.

But the more Long Qinghan was urged to release the pressure point, the more he resisted. He muttered discontentedly, “Why should I? You shouted at me.”

Frustration and pleading filled Feng Xuan Yang’s voice as he said, “Long Qinghan, be good. Please release the pressure point.”

“Hmm?” Long Qinghan murmured, then hazily reached out to release the pressure point. However, just as he was about to touch it, he abruptly stopped. “Huh, what’s the point of releasing it?”

“…” Feng Xuan Yang was close to tears. He tried to coax Long Qinghan with gentle words, but he still wouldn’t release it.

In the end, Feng Xuan Yang couldn’t take it anymore. He closed his eyes and threw caution to the wind, saying, “If you won’t release it, then help me relieve this desire.”

“Relieve desire? What’s that?” Long Qinghan slurred.

“Nonsense, you’re a man, don’t you know what that means?” Feng Xuan Yang was growing frustrated.

“Oh, that thing,” Long Qinghan mumbled, then rubbed against Feng Xuan Yang’s body. Suddenly, he felt something hard pressing against his lower back. He froze for a moment, then shifted his body slightly downward. His gaze fixated on the unfamiliar sensation.

Feng Xuan Yang was utterly embarrassed, his face crimson. Meanwhile, Long Qinghan seemed to find the situation amusing. He reached out and flicked the protrusion.

“… Long Qinghan, I swear, I won’t ever let you drink Moonrise over Nine Heavens again!” Feng Xuan Yang regretted everything.

But then, as if he had finally caught on, Long Qinghan suddenly exclaimed. He had a look of sudden realization, and he gently tugged down Feng Xuan Yang’s pants, gazing at the erect object before him. Puzzled, he asked, “You mean relieving desire refers to this?”

Feng Xuan Yang nodded, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Long Qinghan paused for a moment, then chuckled softly. He then covered the object with his hand—

But—

“Long Qinghan, could you be a little quicker?” Feng Xuan Yang gritted his teeth, frustrated by Long Qinghan’s slow, torturous pace.

“Alright,” Long Qinghan mumbled, and then suddenly exerted force, tightening his grip.

“Ah! Be gentler! Are you trying to kill me with pain?” A piercing scream escaped Feng Xuan Yang’s lips.

“Why are you so demanding? First, you want me to be faster, and now gentler. I’m not doing it anymore!” Long Qinghan grew annoyed, abruptly let go, and refused to continue.

He got up, climbed off Feng Xuan Yang’s body, and turned to walk away. However, before he had taken a few steps, he was enveloped by a massive figure. Before he could react, his body was thrown onto the bed with force.

Feng Xuan Yang, having opened the pressure point, had bloodshot eyes. He was practically being driven insane by this man. Long Qinghan was making such a fuss about helping, throwing tantrums left and right. If he didn’t do it, he wouldn’t be called Feng Xuan Yang!

“Feng Xuan Yang, what are you doing? You… mmm…” More words were swallowed as they transitioned into stifled moans. Before long, Long Qinghan’s clothes had been removed completely. The hands that were moving freely across his body felt like a bubbling spring, washing away all his agitation. Unconsciously, he began to let out soft sighs, carrying an enchanting and alluring aroma, evoking sympathy…

Before too long, the room echoed with sounds that could make anyone’s heart race and face flush. These sounds were mixed with the angry cursing of a man and the intense creaking of the bed frame.

After deep into the night, the passionate encounter finally came to an end. Feng Xuan Yang released the unconscious Long Qinghan, then gently placed a kiss on his forehead. He then fed him a pill, whispering softly, “Qinghan, from now on, you’ll be mine forever.”

Gently stroking Long Qinghan’s face, he looked at him with tenderness. The first light of dawn was breaking, and Feng Xuan Yang carefully laid Long Qinghan down, placing a lingering kiss on his lips. He glanced at Long Qinghan’s left arm, then rose from the bed and left.

As Long Qinghan lay there in peaceful slumber, he was entirely unaware that an imprint had appeared on his left arm, an imprint exactly like the red lotus mark on Feng Xuan Yang’s forehead.

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