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rereading book 4 and it’s notable how much bwx loves manhandling xl

NEW FIC: Devotion Tempered Through Agony

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A TGCF JunLian Dead Dove Smut Fic

After the second ascension of the crown prince of Xianle and his following rampage through heaven Xie Lian is wracked with guilt and begs the Heavenly Emperor him banish him once more as punishment. Jun Wu can see that his protege is on the edge of breaking yet his faith in the his God remains blinding. With a little push in the right direction Jun Wu can finally make Xianle his for good. Body and Soul.

“.. Remember Xianle, you requested this,” as he speaks, Jun Wu brings the tip of his sword to rest against Xie Lian’s lower dantian. He watches the point rise and fall in time with his breathing. From this close, Xie Lian can see the characters painstakingly etched into the flat of the sword. Yan Zhen. There is a gleam in the Emperor's eyes that he cannot place, gone as fast as it appeared. Yan Zhen is a beautiful sword. The blade is so honed there is barely a hint of resistance as it slides through his skin, slicing through the flesh of his stomach as gentle as the hand that caresses his face and wipes away the few tears that slip free.