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he's beyond caring. wei ying wants to marry him because it's lan zhan, the man that he loves. it's nothing less and nothing more than that one unalterable fact. he presses the curve of his smile against lan zhan's mouth when he starts undressing him.]
Mmm, please help me Lan Zhan. I'm so weak and innocent~
[whining. this is one of his favorite games to play, it was with yanli too, except it's a naughty version for lan zhan. wei ying drags him to the ground once they're both naked, his hair fanning out beneath him. he rolls his hips against him until the sounds that lan zhan make turn more gutteral and his hands become more demanding. it turns wei ying on even more. he lifts his head to kiss lan zhan's shoulder while his fingers trace the ridge of a scar there. wei ying whispers his name, gasps and seeks friction between their bodies. he slowly becoming more frenzied.
...but why is he hearing someone else calling for lan zhan too?
his brows knit before wei ying's eyes fly open, wide and alarmed.]
No. [he gasps, one leg already locking in place around lan zhan's hip.] Tell them to go away - nevermind. GO AWAY.
[wei ying shouts at the door himself. whatever reason they have for coming for lan wangji at this hour, whatever emergency there is, it can wait until morning.]
Lan Zhan! Look at me! Only me!
[he wraps his other leg around him, his entire body desperate. people still want to keep them apart, lan zhan, gusu is surely not on fire!]
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They were just touching each other one moment, kissing intently, and next they were naked, rutting against each other, Lan Zhan considering reaching under the pillow for the small vial of oil they keep there, when he hears the intrusive voice filter through the haze of his arousal.
His fingers close around the vial, and he retrieves it, kissing Wei Ying all over to try and calm him down as Wei Ying clings to him, desperate. Lan Zhan is much calmer, or at least, he presents himself as much calmer, but inwardly, he is boiling over with need, and desperate not to leave Wei Ying. ]
I'll send them away, and come back. What if you prepared yourself for me, my love? I promise, I'll be right back to you.
[ With more kisses, Lan Zhan gently, but firmly, pulls Wei Ying's legs away from himself, kissing the inside of his knee when he sits back, so obviously aroused and bothered - whoever's at the door will definitely face Lan Zhan's most disapproving look ever.
His stomach twists with displeasure as he stands, grabbing his inner robe and slipping it on, holding it closed as he pads towards the door to the Jingshi. It does not much to hide anything, so he steps to the side to hide most of his body as he opens the door, staring down the disciples. ]
Your Excellency -
[ Lan Zhan shuts them up with a look. ]
Is whatever you have to say of such utmost importance it cannot wait for an hour? [ He asks imperiously, levelling the two young men with his most haughty look. They both stammer, before shaking their heads, murmuring something about Lan Qiren. Lan Zhan's jaw clenches. ]
Please tell the Grand Master that I will see him in the morning. And I am not to be bothered further tonight.
[ He closes the door then, not awaiting an answer, and he walks straight back over to Wei Ying, kneeling by his side, touching his side. ]
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I did not want to leave you, I never want to leave you, [ he says softly, sounding, and feeling, genuinely contrite. ] I just had to send them away. They'll spread the word.
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[he's gasping his name now, shaking his head when lan zhan promises to send their unwelcome and uninvited visitors away. he should have some shame about the way he makes lan zhan peel his body from him, but he doesn't.
wei ying lies sprawled and sad when he's gone. but lan zhan promised, and everyone knows he's a man of his word. wei ying picks up the vial of oil, uncapping it while he listens. he almost feels sorry for the messengers. almost. he smiles to himself, getting his fingers nice and slick as continues to eavesdrop.
you know. this is actually sort of working for him.
he can imagine lan zhan's face right now, the cut of his perfect jaw and the piercing intensity in his eyes. wei ying's own flutter closed as he reaches between his legs and back. he teases himself shallowly while listening to his lover's voice, pushing his fingers in deeper with every stern sentence. it just so happens that lan zhan's voice is the sexiest thing he's ever heard when he's using that tone - using that tone but not on him, that is.
this is how lan zhan will find him when he returns with his sweet apologies. wei ying flushed, a little of the oil smeared against his skin. ready but leaving the best parts for lan zhan. more hungry for him than ever.]
Lan Zhan, I love you so much. More than anything.
[and that, the sheer adoration in wei ying's eyes. a gaze that they'd shared long before either of them said the words.]
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Lan Zhan inhales sharply, ripping off the robe he hastily put back on and leaning down kiss Wei Ying's chest, licking at one of his nipples, greedy and hungry when he bites down a mark beside it, hands gripping Wei Ying's hips. All the control he exerted to be able to calmly send the disciples away is now slipping away, and his touches are hungrier, a little more aggressive. ]
Wei Ying, do you want my fingers, or just my cock? Are you ready for me?
[ Because Lan Zhan himself is more than ready, aching to be inside Wei Ying, to feel him all over him, the two of them only being one for a moment of pure bliss and passion. ]
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wei ying arches under his mouth, moaning at the little pinprick of pain amidst the pleasure. it just makes it better, reminds wei ying of who he's with and who he belongs to - as if he could ever forget. lan zhan's name keeps falling from his lips like it's the only word wei ying knows.]
I'm ready. Lan Zhan, I'm-
[he pulls his fingers from his body and it leaves him feeing empty and aching. he grips at lan zhan's shoulders in an attempt to pull him over him, catching his mouth and luring him in even more with a kiss.]
I'm warning you, you might have to use a silencing spell to keep all of Cloud Recesses from hearing me tonight.
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Then, he looks down at Wei Ying, letting himself be pulled a little closer, even as he concentrates on getting some oil over his hand, to slick up his cock, before he shuffles closer, on his knees. ]
Here. No one will hear you but me, now. So you can be as loud as you want.
[ And with those words, he moves, pushing inside Wei Ying in one long, smooth stroke, until he's buried to the hilt inside his love, a shiver running down his spine with the sensation. ]
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and reach he does, feeling much better when lan zhan is close. his skin is as smooth as polished jade, and sometimes as cool to the touch. but right now it's much warmer, and wei ying can't help but grin at knowing he's the reason for that.]
As loud as I want? Lan Zhan, that's my dream come true-
[he barely gets the words out before lan zhan is inside of him, making wei ying cry out sharply with the last of his breath. his body arches, but he keeps his eyes open and locked with lan zhan's. it only takes a moment for his body to adjust, for him to be able to breathe again.]
Lan Zhan...Lan Zhan.
[it's only his name, yet wei ying manage to convey so much with it. his longing and his desperation and the sheer love that he feels for him, all taking over his body at once.]
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As loud as you want. [ He repeats slowly, a little darkly. He waits to feel Wei ying's body relax around his own a little before he starts moving, one hand planted on the bed by Wei Ying's head, the other on his hip, fingers digging in.
He moves in slow, but powerful thrusts, tilting Wei Ying's hips up, all the while never taking his eyes off of him, how beautiful he looks. He wants to remember every single second of tonight, engrave it all in his memory, to keep him warm for all the nights he's soon going to have to spend alone.
But not right now. Right now, he has Wei Ying, and Wei Ying has him. ]
I love you, [ He murmurs into the limited space between their bodies, bending his arm to lean closer, closer. ]