[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.]
[ The moment he's returned, Lan Zhan really takes in Wei Ying and what he's doing. Which is what Lan Zhan asked for him to do, but the scene still steals his breath, his eyes traveling all over Wei Ying's body, pausing between his legs, staring at Wei Ying's fingers moving in and out of him.
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. ]
[he can see the reaction on lan zhan's face, the awe and the heat in his eyes, and he loves it. he lives for this, lan zhan looking at him and barely holding it together. and he knows that he can let go with wei ying, just like he eventually will, and wei ying will absorb it all. that's one of the many things that they are to each other.
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.
[ Instead of using a spell on Wei Ying, because he might have said different in the past, but now he'd be hard pressed to ever try to make him stop talking, Lan Zhan pulls back to focus on his Golden Core, pulling out a pinch of spiritual magic and releasing it around them, creating a safe barrier around the Jingshi. No sound coming out, no one able to come in.
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. ]
[wei ying's eyes grow wide at the spell around them, the golden fabric of lan zhan's magic that separates them from the rest of the physical. meanwhile, wei wuxian's world is right here with him, within reach.
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.]
[ Looking down at Wei Ying, Lan Zhan almost smiles, knowing his eyes are pure heat, showing more emotion than he ever does when it's not just the two of them. But in moments like this, like now, he can let go, he can show himself to Wei Ying, and know he'll be loved for it. ]
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. ]
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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. ]