For Wei Ying - Fuck Tub

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji is not entirely sure that Wei Ying has noticed what he has built. He knows Wei Ying has observed the building process, of course, as Lan Wangji has been bringing home wood and metal and various materials for weeks, spending hours down by the river working. He is just not certain Wei Ying has paid enough attention to notice the point of it all.

No matter. The surprise will be even more enjoyable and the light layer of snow that fell the previous night only adds to the ambiance. The construction had been simple enough and he is pleased to find something close to a proper tub in this new place. The last of the sealant dried last night so there is only lighting the fire and pumping the water from the river, angling the flow of water precisely to fill it in a short time.

He nods to himself, hand testing the temperature before walking back up to the house to retrieve his beloved. He knocks on Wei Ying's office door, steeling himself for whatever may be happening inside. He has thought many times about simply removing the door but wars with himself over Wei Ying's right to privacy.

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[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian whimpers, over stimulated between the touch to his cock and the water and Lan Wangji's soft lips, now pressed to his skin. "O-only here," he admits. "After that first time."

Again fear seizes him, and he is quick to add, "I didn't know I could want you, at home. An orphan and Hanguang-Jun?" His wrist flicks. "The Yiling Laozu and the Second Jade of Lan? Even I wasn't so shameless."

[lan_wangji]

"Wei Ying has always been the most brilliant, most handsome person I had met, from the beginning. Even on the roof, even so angry with you," he murmurs, dipping his head lower to lick at the top of Wei Ying's hardness.

His finger presses in gently, just enough pressure to shallowly breach Wei Ying as he watches Wei Ying's hand work, watches the motions for his own education. "Wei Ying is better than Hanguang-Jun. Braver. Loved."

[yiling_laozu]

Even after all they've done, Wei Wuxian flushes scarlet, Lan Wangji's intrusion shallow and still like nothing he's ever felt. It isn't terrible at all, and the rush of adrenaline that comes with it only feeds the pleasure beginning to gather within him.

"Lan Zhan is loved," he insists, eyes squeezed tightly closed as he focuses on that fingertip, finding he likes the idea of another part of Lan Wangji inside him. "Don't deny it, Lan Zhan. You are wonderful and I love you for it."

[lan_wangji]

"Wei Ying is good at loving me," he breathes, finger moving just in and out slowly as his tongue manages to swipe at the top of Wei Ying, meeting his fingers over and over again.

"Think about Wei Ying all the time. When I work, when I eat, when I meditate. Think of loving you, touching you. Want to watch you complete. Want to watch you feel pleasure."

[yiling_laozu]

"Ah, Lan Zhan," Wei Wuxian gasps, hand beginning to lose rhythm despite his urgency, but the heat of Lan Wangji's tongue in the chill air above the water is so distracting. He longs to push himself past Lan Wangji's lips as well, but he leans forward instead, nipping and kissing the shell of Lan Wangji's ear before he speaks against it.

"Touch me, Lan Zhan," he begs. "I'm so close. Put your fingers around me and I'll come."

[lan_wangji]

He immediately does as asked, straightening up and taking Wei Ying in his free hand. He works him tight and fast, never stopping his other hand from gently working in and out. "Want to be in Wei Ying like this," he gasps against Wei Ying's chest.

"Want to push in, want to feel Wei Ying around me. Want to see Wei Ying complete, now. Do it for me."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian whimpers, overwhelmed by the sudden and sure strokes around him, punctuating perfectly the shallow thrust of Lan Wangji's finger inside him. It would already be too much without Lan Wangji speaking with such uncertainty against his heaving chest, and Wei Wuxian throws back his head and wails as it overtakes him, pleasure arching through him like a bolt. Ecstasy shakes him by the spine and wrings him out, body jerking through it, until at last he relaxes against Lan Wangji's damp shoulder, lips mindlessly pressing kisses to any skin he can reach.

"Lan Zhan always makes me feel so good," he murmurs with all the energy of a limp rag, body humming comfortably, though he does note a feeling of emptiness where there never was one before. It's hardly enough to dispel any of the pleasantness of the moment, but it does make him wonder if his body isn't more instinctively prepared for more of that questing finger than he'd thought.

[lan_wangji]

He grabs Wei Ying close, eyes closed as he buries his face in Wei Ying's damp hair, kissing along his neck as his arms tighten around Wei Ying's back.

"I crave Wei Ying all the time, now," he whispers, adjusting Wei Ying in his lap so he is further down into the hot water and out of the cold sting of winter air.

"Can hardly meditate in the morning, knowing you are still in our bed. How are you this magnificent?"

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian chuckles. The things Lan Wangji says...they aren't shocking anymore, but they always bring Wei Wuxian amusement when it's Lan Wangji who is the prize. "You are welcome to give up and join me," he says, pressing lazy kisses along Lan Wangji's long throat.

"Or do your meditation curled around me, so I can keep you warm."

[lan_wangji]

"Even Hanguang-Jun does not have the fortitude to properly meditate when Wei Ying is an immediate alternative," Lan Wangji pronounces, running a hand up and down to knobs of Wei Ying's spine.

"Sometimes, when I finish, I come back and watch you sleep before I make breakfast. It is always very quiet before Wei Ying awakens. Only time I see you still and can look to my contentment."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian buries his smile against Lan Wangji's shoulder, still languid between the hot water and the aftermath of orgasm. "I am also still after you've made me come all over myself," he notes. Or in the water....oh dear, knowing them, they will have to change it very often.

"Perhaps limp is the better term. I could sleep right here, Lan Zhan."

And he could, but he doesn't, more interested in the man beneath him. "What you did with your finger," Wei Wuxian ventures. "It was strange, but I think I liked it."

[lan_wangji]

"Wei Ying can sleep if he likes, can carry him back," he declares, kissing Wei Ying's temple as he leans back a little more, submerging them both further into the hot water.

"Mm, is what I spoke of before. Books say there is a place inside that brings pleasure. Wei Ying said he wanted to try at the same time. Could do that, soon, if you would like."