Idk. Is entirely in spanish also and is very light and very stupid.

english: archiveofourown.org/works/63921991
español: archiveofourown.org/works/63921868

"What this Binghe need to do if my wife is not respectful enough, shizun?"

Binghe asked, almost out of the blue, days later. Shen Qingqiu thought about it. Maybe, he needed another lesson.

Binghe will be ready when the day came, he would fuck a girl like Shen Qingqiu was fucking him, and he ignored the way his heart fluttered at the idea.

Binghe's lesson carried until the next morning. Until he came back to his senses.

He didn't touch the hard and heavy cock laying on Binghe's stomach. He wouldn't need to deal with that, so Shen Qingqiu didn't bother to touch it, his eyes fixated on Binghe's face, his open mouth, the way he was drooling the more Shen Qingqiu fucked him...

on his face.

"Like that" he moaned "Such a good wife, helping me to fuck her"

Binghe cried out at that, his hips arching out of the bed, as if trying to get him to go harder, to no avail. Shen Qingqiu was determined to be gentle.

Bingge would have her crying and crawling at his back. But not his Binghe, he would make sure of it. So, he just pushed, slow and slow until he was all the way inside of him and backtracked and when Binghe moved, arching his back to meet his thrusts, he rewarding him with kisses

"Hu... husband... Wha... ah... What do I do?" Binghe was moaning, his words slurred and heavy.

"Push against me" he growled, doing his best to go slow and not just fuck inside him.

Bingge would, he thought. A pretty thing so obviously desperate for his dick?

Since this was the lesson, he decided not to wait anymore. He kissed the arch of his mouth and pressed the weeping head of his cock to that hole, looking at Binghe's face for any sign of discomfort.
But he just saw amazement and wonder when he pushed and breached his hole.

"This wife doesn't mean..."

Shen Qingqiu smiled at him. Well, he didn't know how big he was comparing to the rest of humanity.

"Please, husband" his voice sounded wrecked already even though he just have fingers inside. "Is not husband supposed to please his wife?"

Pushing a finger inside his hole, he feel him clench, and gasp. The oil helped, and maybe he wasn't as wet as woman but he was still so tight inside, he wondered if he will ever be able to take his cock.

"Binghe has to be careful, if you don't do this correctly, it could hurt"

Undressing him enough to be able to touch between his legs, it was for him.

"Shizun" he moaned. Shen Qingqiu pinched his thigh "Husband!"

"Binghe needs to do this slowly" he said, remembering he was teaching him. "Will Binghe remember?"

on his mouth, trying to rub against him.

He hadn't wanted to keep going, but wouldn't it be better for Binghe to know how it feel to have something inside? To know how much could he please his wives or how much could he hurt them?

So, this was also for him.

Shen Qingqiu kissed him. Because, he thought, if Binghe had to see one of his wives like that, with that eyes that seemed to beg for him, he wouldn't waste a second to have her. But he wanted his Binghe to be better, so he did it slowly, until Binghe was sobbing