Melodic Tale (BL)

Chapter 14

A/N: As majority would have it, I decided to do both. Don't look down on this segment, it's close to 10, 000 words. -_-'' my poor fingers. The first half is the consensual, the second half is not so much divided by a broken line. If you're looking for something dirty that's mid second version. Have fun reading or blushing whichever comes first. Once again...I may have edited it, but this is still something 14 years old me wrote, don't be too harsh on the plot holes XD

There's something up with the way wattpad is reading this, so the spacing is awful, but bear with me >< I didn't intend for it to be this unbearable.

Chapter 14
Tian Lan spent a good portion of the day placing the entire troop of men into four distinct groups. It didn't matter who the soldiers were friends with, Tian Lan didn't choose the groups based on the already established portions of the army. Instead, he chose to place all capable fighters in a group separate from those that needed or hard potential in strategizing and training. The four groups were: those that required military training, those that were capable fighters, those that required strategic training and those who were already ready for the frontlines. After a full day of sorting, Tian Lan finally managed to sort out all the soldiers despite each soldier's attempt to look bigger and stronger than they were in reality. None of the soldiers wanted to fall behind into the training group, so they all put on their best appearance in persuade Tian Lan of their worthiness. Regardless of what group they were in, he ordered all of them to run twenty laps of the compound and then return to their quarters. The task was easy for most of the men, and they were surprised at the simplicity of the training on first day. Despite their simple thoughts, Tian Lan did have a purpose in setting such a simple task. The compound was fairly big. To run around it once required three minutes of sprinting or ten minutes jogging depending on the person. Essentially, it was just a simple, straightforward test of endurance and ability. Usually, he would set something harder, but there was too little time to do anything else that day after sorting, so he ordered them to run and return for some rest. With some supervisors to watch over the troops, the entire crew returned to the palace. Apollo, Aphrodite and Athena stayed outside Wu Yuan's room while Tian Lan was inside explaining to him the rest of the schedule. Heavily breathing, all three of them hoped for a sight that was not normally seen with their master.

Wu Yuan had long since sensed the servants outside, but at that moment, his desire urged him more than anything. He wanted, needed Tian Lan badly. His gaze was hot enough to burn as they trailed over Tian Lan's moving body. Tian Lan was pacing around the room, not entirely oblivious to Wu Yuan's needs. He had seen Wu Yuan's slight erection when he had entered the room, but he assumed he would visit the harem a bit later on. However, the mood inside was quickly changing. Heat rose in the air. Tian Lan hurried his speaking pace as he willed the conversation to end quickly so he could leave.

Wu Yuan sat on a seat at his table facing Tian Lan as Tian Lan paced back and forth in front of him. His need had grown urgent now. His developing mind lead him to imagine erotic scenes of Tian Lan's lips gently sucking on his raging erection. He imagined Tian Lan's oral cavity taking in the entirety of his length, and gleaming teeth that shone underneath those pink, plump lips. His imagination wondered down to the two pink nipples he'd seen in his memory of youth. The memory of the young boy standing apathetically bathing in the river while he watched from the shadows sent a whole new wave of desire to his lower half. Admittedly, he had absolutely no interest in children, but the only time he'd ever seen Tian Lan without close was the few times he'd peeked on him bathing. The embarrassing moment of perverseness made his cheeks blush flaming red. With his back leaned leisurely back on a chair and his legs stretched out, ever if one didn't want to see, they would still notice the flag pole proudly standing to attention below Wu Yuan's torso.