For Wei Ying

[lan_wangji]

It is unfortunate that Wei Ying's birthday had coincided with an attempted mass murder. He does not know what sorts of things are done for a birthday as any real attention on said day was forbidden, but he is certain it is not murder.

So here he is, the day after. He thinks this will be a positive surprise. He thinks this is something one might do for another on one's birthday. The man at the coin depository had been mostly silent when Lan Wangji had listed his demands and presented his stack of paper coin but had eventually presented an acceptable option.

The house is small but directly on the river. The price is incredibly low, even Lan Wangji had understood that. He thinks it could be perfect.

It is also extremely haunted. It had taken nearly five minutes of staring the man down in silence before that truth had been revealed. He simply signed the paperwork and left, no mention needed.

He thinks Wei Ying will enjoy the surprise even more, now. He waits outside the mausoleum at the burial grounds, noting the biting temperature and glad to bring Wei Ying away from this place and its insidious energies.

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[lan_wangji]

He cannot stop and does not try to stop the whimper that builds around Wei Ying, eyes squeezing shut in pleasure at the touch of Wei Ying's hand.

He feels seen, seen and fully understood and it is heady and terrifying in its newness. Exposure has always, always felt terrible but with Wei Ying is is freeing. He hums his agreement, mouth sealing even more tightly as his hips hitch up a little against nothing. He looks up again at the halo of black hair above him and Wei Ying's dark eyes and runs his tongue against Wei Ying as hard as he can manage.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian gasps as his mouth tightens around him with a whimper, crying out as the ensuing hum travels through him, igniting nerves that are already screaming with pleasure. He feels his belly tighten, a pressure beginning to build.

"Lan Zhan," he whimpers in turn, not certain what he's asking for - that Lan Wangji stay where he is, that he let him do this forever, that he hold him together when Wei Wuxian feels he will fly apart. "Ah, Lan Zhan!"

[lan_wangji]

Both hands move around again grab Wei Ying tight as he pushes into Lan Wangji's mouth over and over. It is taking his considerable control to stop himself from simply taking over, Wei Ying only able to move at Lan Wangji's mercy. It is something to try, later. Something to try any night they choose with a long stretch of nights in front of them like daily gifts.

He groans as harshly as he can manage, demanding Wei Ying's pleasure, demanding to choke on his release as he gives into it.

[yiling_laozu]

Lan Wangji's grip tightens as if he will drag him over the edge himself, and Wei Wuxian closes his eyes, thrusting almost frantically as he chases his release. Another groan reverberates around his aching flesh, sending waves through him like a skipping stone, and Wei Wuxian nearly sobs as it overtakes him. "It's - " he tries to warn, "I'm - " But it's all he can manage, throat closed up tight until he lets out a guttural moan, spilling hot into the waiting heat of Lan Wangji's mouth.

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji pulls back just enough to avoid choking as he knows it would upset Wei Ying and holds Wei Ying firmly in place, swallowing carefully around him. He keeps him in his warm mouth until he is sure he is finished and slowly lowers him off likely aching knees to settle back in his lap.

He hugs him close, ignoring his own aching hardness now pressed against Wei Ying and kisses his hair, throat aching. He hopes he can feel it, tomorrow, all day. It is not as if he talks enough to make much of a difference.

"Love you," he rasps.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian would be grateful for Lan Wangji's firm hands if he were only aware of them, lost in a tide of bliss that soon gives way to a comfortable heaviness, all but boneless as Lan Wangji stops supporting him on his knees and pulls him into his lap instead. Wei Wuxian curls around him, taking comfort in Lan Wangji's steady breaths even as his body thrums with the aftershocks.

He comes back to himself with quiet words still ringing in his ears, and Wei Wuxian smiles against his neck. "I love you," he says with a sexdrunk smile, pulling back to look at him. "My lovely, surprising Lan Zhan."

[lan_wangji]

He knows his face is already flushing from the act, can only imagine what his mouth looks like but his ears redden further from the praise and at his own boldness. He aches and cannot help but roll his hips up against Wei Ying and that ache is thankfully still holding off the majority of shock at his behavior.

Instead he pushes the hair off of Wei Ying's face and runs his thumb across his pink lip. "Wei Ying is so good at enjoying this," he murmurs, face fond and far more soft than anyone would expect from Hanguang-Jun. "Sounds you make. The way you moved against me, in me."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian flushes, of all things, taking Lan Wangji's face between his hands to kiss him. His lips are swollen and red, his cheeks pink - he looks nothing like Hanguang-Jun, yet like something even better. Something solely Wei Wuxian's.

He kisses him again, letting out a quiet sound of surprise when he feels Lan Wangji roll against him. "Poor Lan Zhan, so neglected," he murmurs, reaching down to wrap his hand around him through his stately white pants. "That won't do at all."

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji lets out the smallest whine before he can stop it, forehead pressing against Wei Ying's chest as he pushes against his hand. He wraps his arms tight around Wei Ying's bare back, feeling magnificently indecent still fully clothed with miles of Wei Ying's skin around him.

"Want," he tries, before the words become choked in his throat and his hot breath huffs against Wei Ying. "Want this. You touching me," he manages, squeezing his eyes shut. This is what Wei Ying desires, knowing what Lan Zhan desires. He can do this for Wei Ying. "Want Wei Ying to talk to me, during. Like that."

[yiling_laozu]

The merry little pinch between Wei Wuxian's brows says he won't let Lan Wangji forget those words, but he doesn't tease, reaching to pull apart all those white robes, dragging his pants down until he's bared to him. "Lan Zhan is so lovely," he says, running his fingertips over the ridges of muscle in his abdomen, wondering that he can find Wei Wuxian's scrawniness equally desirable.

But Wei Wuxian has had few enough good things not to question them when they come, and he crawls around Lan Wangji, pulling him back against Wei Wuxian's own chest. "I want to feel your skin on mine, Lan Zhan," he says, wrapping his arms around him, fingers trailing once more down his belly, not yet reaching for his cock. Wei Wuxian kisses his shoulder. "Is it alright?"

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji finds himself unable to be as efficient and helpful as he might have been as Wei Ying's face so close to him, eyes lit up with intent. Moments pass in a blur and suddenly he is naked and Wei Ying's hands all over him.

He turns his face against Wei Ying's throat, nodding as he stares down the expanse of his own chest and belly to Wei Ying's pale hands. This feels different, even better than every other time he has been touched by Wei Ying. Surrounded like this he feels unexposed, protected from everything that would tell him this is wrong. "Please," he murmurs, one hand gripping Wei Ying's thigh as the other skitters across the back of the hand splayed over his belly. "Like it like this. Want it like this."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian nods, dropping another kiss to his shoulder as he reaches down and takes him in hand. Lan Wangji is so soft here, the flesh against his palm rigid but like velvet, bloodhot and twitching in his grip. "Lan Zhan is lovely here, too," Wei Wuxian tells him, stroking lightly.

"I like how you feel against my hand." Pressed as they are together, he can feel every hitched breath, using them to guide his movements as he begins pressing open-mouthed kisses along his throat. "I like how your breath comes so quick when I touch you."

[lan_wangji]

He takes a sharp breath through his nose, back arching as Wei Ying's hand starts to move. He presses back against Wei Ying's as his chest heaves, overwhelmed entirely at the two points of pleasure between Wei Ying's hand and his mouth.

He wants to mold himself to Wei Ying; he wants to crawl inside of him and he wants to be held like this, always. He wants to always be surrounded by his Wei Ying.

His fingers run over the muscles of Wei Ying's forearm as they tense and move under the skin, moving up and down Lan Wangji's own body. "Want," he pants, finding himself overrun with passion, needing to give voice to some part of it but unable to make sense of his desires. He wants to say ridiculous things, wants to let every noise pass through his chest entirely uncontrolled, wants to fall apart. "Want everything," he finally manages, hips hitching.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian hums, biting lightly where he can feel Lan Wangji's pulse race. "Then my Lan Zhan will have everything," he says, turning his face with his free hand so Wei Wuxian can claim his mouth, swallowing the noises beginning to escape Lan Wangji despite his still tensed jaw.

"Anything he wants," Wei Wuxian promises, stroking him steadily now, using the moisture beginning to drip from him to slick the way before he kisses him yet again. "Anything at all."

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji groans into Wei Ying's mouth, throwing an arm up to grasp at the back of Wei Ying's neck as he chases after more kisses. He likes this, likes all the contact, likes feeling touched everywhere by Wei Ying.

He pulls away just enough to pant, "More. Faster." He lets his hips roll in a rhythm he cannot fathom where he learned, wanting Wei Ying to see this, to see how much pleasure he brings Lan Wangji. He chases another kiss, finding it so much easier to release the sounds of overwhelming pleasure if Wei Ying's mouth is there to receiving it.

He cannot believe he was fully prepared to go his entire life without being kissed like this.

[yiling_laozu]

New heat creeps over Wei Wuxian's skin, and he loses a moment to simply watching the motion of Lan Wangji's hips, how he fucks himself right into Wei Wuxian's waiting fist. "Right, faster," he murmurs, flicking his wrist with the same grace he casts spells, lifting his chin to meet Lan Wangji's mouth once more.

He pushes his tongue past Lan Wangji's lips, wet and messy as hot breath ghosts over his cheeks and chin. It is filthy in a way that excites him, and Wei Wuxian moves even faster, finally mustering enough braincells together to sweep his thumb against the weeping head for every stroke.

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji has to wrench his mouth away from Wei Ying's, neck snapping back against Wei Ying's shoulder as the pleasure grows painfully strong. He squeezes his eyes shut, breath hissing in between clenched teeth as he slides his hand over to his own belly. He has still never touched himself, not even now, always wanting to save his pleasure for Wei Ying.

But there is something startling and good about the way his own belly feels, damp with perspiration and clenching with each roll of his own hips. It is the distinct feeling of Wei Ying's thumb passes over where he is most sensitive that hurls him over the edge, feeling wet heat land on the back of his hand as his fingers dig into his skin. "Wei Ying," he gasps, thrusting up over and over until it starts to hurt, until he feels himself more boneless and exhausted than he has been in a long time.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian can't help but watch, Lan Wangji's panted breaths and groans in his ear until at last he hears his own name, his knuckles wet as Lan Wangji jerks in his grasp. "I like the sounds you make best of all," he whispers, half to himself. So much of his time has been spent finding new ways to hear his voice - annoying Lan Zhan, interrupting him, chasing after him and pelting him with questions just to hear a single, irritated grunt.

These sounds are far better than anything that's come before. Wei Wuxian waits until he is still in his arms, and then he kisses Lan Wangji a last time, touching their damp foreheads together.

[lan_wangji]

He ought to clean himself up, ought to clean Wei Ying up where Lan Wangji has released on him. He ought to ensure Wei Ying is wrapped up in the warm blankets before a real chill sets in. His mind sluggishly sorts through the list of things that he ought to do, immediately, before discarding them to simply wrap his arms around Wei Ying.

He hums, not quite able to form words and rests his forehead against Wei Ying's, breath mingling and slowing. He finds himself far more tired than he would have expected, uncommonly drained of the desire to do anything past exactly this.

"Thank you," he finally manages, bumping Wei Ying's nose with his own.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian doesn't think himself owed thanks, not after Lan Wangji bought them a home - or sucked his cock with the same fervor Wei Wuxian pays to Emperor's Smile - but he doesn't say so, knowing how fragile Lan Wangji is when it comes to admitting to a single emotion.

Instead he holds him, shuffling them slowly towards the pallet of blankets and pillows on the floor. "Wise of us to do this near the bed," he notes. "I feel as if I could melt through the floor, Lan Zhan."

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji regains control of himself halfway through the shuffle over towards the blankets and he immediately pulls Wei Ying close and the blankets over them both.

"Mm, Wei Ying can rest all he desires. Will keep you warm," he promises, aware of every bit of Wei Ying's chilled skin against his own. It still feels thrillingly indecent to sleep without proper sleepwear. "Liked everything Wei Ying did. Enjoyed it."

[yiling_laozu]

"I know," says Wei Wuxian, grabbing one of the smaller cloths atop the pile to wipe his hand comparatively clean before he does the same to Lan Wangji's belly, curling around him after. He sets his cold nose to Lan Wangji's chest and thinks that they ought to consider a hearth in the room, if only to spare Lan Wangji's flesh from more of the same.

"You are always so lovely when you let me make you feel good."