[Arrogant, domineering demon lord bottom x long-suffering protagonist top]
Le Yan is the young master of a demonic sect. He's ill-tempered, but only mediocre at martial arts. If anyone displeases him, he can wreak havoc across the whole sect. The only reason he's still alive is that his father is powerful.
To satisfy his troublesome cravings, Le Yan built the Fengyue Manor, where he abducts all sorts of handsome men from the martial world.
One day, Le Yan awakens to the fact that this world has a chosen one favored by fate, someone who holds a grudge over the smallest slight. Pull out one of his hairs, and he'll skin your entire family alive. And right now, this chosen one is in his Fengyue Manor.
After awakening, other people: Stay away from the protagonist to save your own skin, or grovel and cling to his coattails.
After awakening, Le Yan: The protagonist has to be the most exciting one to use. Guards, search every inch of the manor and find him, even if you have to dig it up. Bring him to my room!
You have to hand it to the protagonist. He's really something else, and so good at this!
Le Yan's favorite thing is watching Mo Changyu look humiliated, yet fall for him all the same.
Mo Changyu was unexpectedly harmed by a villain and fell into the hands of a wicked little demon. Taking advantage of his lost martial arts, the other man abused him without restraint.
Mo Changyu endured the humiliation, thinking that once his martial arts returned, he would grind the demon to dust.
But before that day came, the demon abandoned him first.
Mo Changyu gripped Le Yan's hand to stop him from leaving. "Don't you like my body best?"
Le Yan blinked, flashing a wicked grin. "I used to like you a lot, sure. But now... I'm bored of playing with you~"
As it turns out, when you're too wicked, retribution is inevitable.
Le Yan suddenly lost both his father and his home, and went to Chunman House to sell himself. His first customer was Mo Changyu.
Le Yan: )
Sitting on Le Yan's bed was the newly appointed leader of the martial world, who had slain the great heroes just a day earlier and unified the martial world with the force of a storm.
Dressed in black, his robes fluttering in the wind, his features were sharp as a blade. A glance from him could slice Le Yan up like roast duck for a pancake wrap.
Barely dressed and still holding a jar of snow-melt ointment, Le Yan obediently raised his hand. "Boss, can I say my last words?"
Mo Changyu: )
Look at them. They even make such a good married couple.
That night, Le Yan was broken.
Le Yan was truly terrified. Sobbing so hard he could barely catch his breath, he said, "Waaah, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! Can you please stop?"
The word Le Yan had once beaten out of him, though he had refused to say it, was now spoken by Mo Changyu in a tender, lingering voice laced with menace: "Didn't you always love doing this, my master?"
At first, the bottom bullies the top. Later, the top "bullies" the bottom. A story about how evil can never truly triumph over good.
Note:
1. The bottom is not a virgin.
Theme: Doing bad deeds brings divine retribution