[Video; UN: DemonsandSugar] [CW: Skeleton/Decomposition/Death Magic.]

[cultivatingsin]

[Someone is working on his skills! Just off-screen there is a skeleton - no, don't question where the skeleton came from, you don't wanna know - and Xue Yang is exuding a sickly green aura. Grinning like he just heard a fantastic joke, he suddenly goes limp, falling gracelessly to the ground. Good thing he had been seated! Though his head made quite a thunk, didn't it?

The bones rattle - only he would think this is a great idea - and then a hand, barely containing enough tissue to be called a hand raises and...

Well. A certain finger is shown to the camera because he is mature.

Then the spell breaks and he returns to his body with a gasp.]

Gross!

[No, really, Xue Yang, that was disgusting.]

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[bright_moon]

[ Useful, yes. And he trusts Xue Yang enough to know how far to go now. That's what the practice is for.

Later.

Xingchen has plans for them for the night, and he sees the second his beloved recognizes he won't be leaving until tomorrow. ]

I was meditating to pass the time until you came home to me. Now that you're here, there is no need for me to continue tonight.

[ He smiles softly as his hands are taken and he threads their fingers together before tugging his beloved to the bathroom. Once there he sets to work undressing the other man, focusing on his chosen task. ]

I did. I trust my husband.

[cultivatingsin]

[Unfortunately with Death Magic, everything is too far in somebody's book. But what else does he have? Dark Magic? That's fun if there is a need for curses or shadows to hide in, but as far as defense, Death Magic is scarier.

Color rises on his face and he doesn't mind being caught one bit! Xingchen makes the best traps and he hasn't regretted stepping in a single one.]

It seems you have other plans for us.

[The soft smile makes him swallow and he follows his husband, completely entranced. His body tingles as his clothes are removed and he grins, barely able to wait to kiss his Daozhang silly!]

The spells are nasty, but I can make them useful. It doesn't have to be a corpse.

[bright_moon]

[ Isn't that much like Demonic Cultivation? Xingchen has made his choice where Xue Yang is concerned. It's not something everyone would, or even approve of - they've run into that lesson several times.

Then he sees his husband blush because of him and he tucks that sight into his heart and smiles softly. ]

Yes.

I trust you, love. Always.

[ He'll remind his husband of that fact every day if he needs to. Xue Yang has been without trust and respect for far too long. Much less love. He'll happily spend the rest of his life making up for that.

He leans in to kiss bare skin every so often as clothing drops to the floor bit by bit, then lifts his head to nuzzle his lips to his beloved's in a silly kiss that leaves him giggling. ]

[cultivatingsin]

[Pretty much. Xiao Xingchen has stood beside him, guarded him and listened to him even when his actions seemed questionable. In return, Xue Yang has kept to his word. His daozhang will only hear the truth from his lips - even if it paints him in a poor light.

And Death Magic definitely does. However if the day comes when he must use it to protect Xingchen, he will do it.]

What if I possessed a sheep? Or a bear!

[He laughs, blinking in amazement as he is stripped and kissed by the sweetest man in the world. The silly kiss is deepened with a playful growl and Xue Yang nips at those tempting lips with his too-sharp canine teeth.]

Scrub me down~

[bright_moon]

[ And he will continue to do so. Xingchen treasures that truth, and rewards his husband even when the truth is painful and shines a bad light on the other man. Even this magic he's been given to use.

He can't help the answering laugh at the idea of his husband doing that! ]

You would still be my mischievous husband.

[ He shivers at that growl and hums into the deeper kiss, not shying away even when his beloved's sharp teeth nip at his lips. He nudges their noses together and pulls back just enough to strip, gaze remaining on Xue Yang. ]

Get into the tub, love. And I will.

[cultivatingsin]

[To be loved even as a sheep or a bear...! Wow, he is lucky. Squirming out of his clothes, he remembers, belatedly, that he does need a little healing. Oops.]

A-Chen, I hit my head pretty hard. There's a knot.

[Their kisses distract him and he blinks dreamily, following Xingchen's orders with a happy hum. After climbing into the tub, he grins and holds open his arms.]

Get in here, pretty daozhang~