Thread by @BurningPetals14

#ScumVillainsSelfSavingSystem #moshang

Shang Qinghua was a shameless man.

He wouldn’t have written so much papapa scenes without being shameless and also doing his fair share of… research.

What others called impossible positions to get it on, he called ‘daring’.

It wasn’t impossible, people are only massive cowards and need to calm the fuck down. With a bit of courage and good preparation, everything was possible.

He would know, SQH willingly turned gay for the sake of his research. He had to know how the women felt to write the scene!

Luckily, he had hit the jackpot with an acquaintance and as such, most of his research was easily doable.

Except that gangbang one. It had taken them /weeks/ to find people willing to let themselves be filmed fucking a guy.

Fricking homophobic law department, it made his life-

hell and being on the grey area of the law was already hard enough.

In the end though, SQH had been able to film it and keep the room from stinking of sex with good ventilation and a few scented candles.

It was a pleasant night filled with many pleasurable encounters.

That said; SQH was a shameless man. He’s ok with doing… questionable things for research’s sake, and he wasn’t shy to show his body. At all.

He had nothing to be ashamed for. No matter what people in his novel said, SQH knew he could easily put the best courtesan out of-

Business, simply by the fact that he was so skilled in the act of pleasuring other men.
Not that Qinghua had the time to deflower himself properly, not with being a Disciple and going frequently out on missions.

And then came MBJ.

Gods, everything just became so much harder.

There was no ‘me time’ at all. It was just ‘SQH do this’, ‘SQH do that’ and ‘SQH interpret my silent cold stares as if I’m saying whole sentences or deal with my wrath’!

It was frustrating and SQH was pent up. He needed a good wank and maybe some alone time with his toys.

With frustration running hot in his veins, and determined to get some frankly desperately needed alone time, SQH made his way into the personal servant chamber the teenage MBJ granted him a week before.

Walking over to his bed, SQH retrieved the sealed box underneath.

Soft fingers glide over the smooth wood, feeling the barely there carvings he had made so long ago.

With a simple, controlled sprinkle of his Qi, the box unlocked and the marvellous phallic content in it revealed itself to his desperate self.

Already, SQH could feel his frustration diminishing and a pleasant knot of heat begin to form in his lower belly.

Humming appreciatively, he ran a fingertip down one of his beloved toys, little bursts of heat igniting in him as the little bumps slid smoothly under his finger.

His breath came out somewhat heavier, little puffs of mist forming densely in the cold northern air.

SQH was very lucky that he was somewhat thermophilic and thrived in cold weather, others couldn’t get aroused at all.

With skilled fingers he loosened the knot of his robes.

Soft silks and woollen robes slid pleasantly down from his shoulders, leaving his soft flesh open to the cold air. Already, he could see his skin flushing, a desperate try from his body to hold his temperature steady.

Huffing in amusement, SQH let the last layers of his robes

Pool in the cold palace floor and mounted onto his bed, the soft furs sliding pleasantly against his naked skin, touching him where no man or woman in this life had ever touched him, tickling against his dripping arousal.

Shang Qinghua was ready for it. He was ready to play with this inexperienced body he got reborn in, and he would enjoy it.

Already, he could imagine how his back would arch off the bed, his poor pink nipples standing up from the abuse he would put them through.

His core burned in unashamed lust at the thought.

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