One Tail at a Time

Love

Making love to Mo Yuan the Immortal is nothing like his Mortal self.  This man under me is so energetic and hearty, that I really am struggling to keep up with him. I am so exhausted and ready to die by the time night rolls in again, that he finally lets me rest though he has made it very clear that we are not leaving this Mortal Realm home until he is fully sated.  And according to him, I owe him not only for my apprenticeship and every tail gained under him as well as my ascension, but I also owe him for dragging him into my trial which he said was also his!

He is such a big fat cheater and no amount of arguing is going to change his mind on the matter, because like I said, this man is far too lusty!  Its as if thousands of years of celibacy that he placed on himself is also my fault and I am now paying my dues.  I mean, come on!  I know I owe him allegience and all that, but this is ridiculous, and was I not so tired, this arguement would have continued, but I really am exhausted.  He has worn me out to the point of collapse and it is in his arms that I finally close my eyes and fall into a deep and dreamless sleep.

Only it isn't until I awaken that I realize that he has barely slept, because not only has he spent the last few hours destroying all my male outfits, but he is in one hell of a foul mood which he unleashes the moment I quietly make my way to the kitchen where he is busy slamming pots and pans about on the bench and making my head hurt.

"Mo Yuan, what are you doing?" I ask softly and just standing in the doorway unsure of whether to approach or not because he is eyeballing me as if thinking whether to answer or not.

"Do you love me Qian Qian?" he asks just as softly but without moving.

It seems like the oddest question, because after what we just did, surely love was a part of it, so I am taken aback.  Only it seems I am taking too longer to answer, because suddenly the pot in his hand is slammed down hard on the bench while every muscle in his face begins to spasm which quickly has me moving towards him in confusion.  I really don't understand where this anger has suddenly come from, and for a few seconds I quickly think about what he might have stumbled on while I was asleep but for the life of me, I can't think of anything that would upset him to this degree.

"Mo Yuan, of course I love you.  I would never have given you my body if I didn't " I reply in a measured tone, while watching his every move which I cannot interpret because his eyes have hooded over.

"I see.  And do you see sex as love?  Is that it?  You gave me that most precious part of yourself because you think that is what love is?" he asks as his lips thin and my own anger begins to rise.

"Is that what you think?" I ask moving closer with tears in my eyes.  I mean, he is the lusty pervert, not me.  I merely went along with the ride, but to be accused of only loving him for the pleasure is bordering on obscene and suddenly those girls taunting remarks come back thick and fast as if he too is thinking I am nothing more than a whore who loves men only for the pleasure and whatever else they can get from it.   

I really don't understand how we have gone from making beautiful passionate love to this, so the confusion on my fce is showing, which he briefly stares at in agony, only the moment I reach the bench he is standing behind, then he quietly lifts his shoulders, takes a deep breath and turns on the ice face which I never thought I would ever receive.  I mean, I've seen him give this look to countless others, including that Queen Muxian, but I never in a million years thought he would turn it on me, so the confusion is only increasing.

"let me ask you another question." he says remaining where he is and still glaring at me from under his hood eyes......  "Where were you when I arrived to find you gone from this house?" he asks which really only makes me more confused.  I just don't get it but I give him an honest answer.