For Wei Ying - Nekkid Swimming

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji knows that he has been - intense, as of late. His instinct is to protect Wei Ying from what would harm him and as he is unable to protect him in that way, he finds himself wanting to protect him from every other possibility. His already present concerns regarding Wei Ying's diet and general health have only been magnified and compounded by worries about his mental state.

Not to mention that the seal still very much exists and that every time he tries to fathom the damage done to a person without a Core, he spirals into unshakeable fear.

All of this to say that he knows he has been a bit much. And Wei Ying deserves to do something enjoyable. And Lan Wangji has promised to do this.

He steps outside into the warm air to wait for Wei Ying still changing inside, barefoot and clad only in his inner robe feeling entirely ridiculous and even more naked than he has in their own bed. He has kept his forehead ribbon on but gathered his long hair up in a knot, all the while trying to will any boaters to steer clear of the river for at least a time.

He is uncertain he could endure the embarrassment.

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[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian holds his breath has Lan Wangji submerges yet again, losing it all in the next moment as Lan Wangji sucks him down. "F-fuck," he mutters, wondering how he's meant to survive this and watch for boaters. Let them think I'm strange, he tells himself, imagining what a sight he must be, face contorted in pleasure alone in the water.

The thought is difficult to hang onto with Lan Wangji so warm and tight around him, and Wei Wuxian sinks his fingers into his hair, holding loosely as he begins to thrust, for he knows he'll soon lose track of how long Lan Wangji's been down there. "Fuck," he exhales, closing his eyes as he thrusts into his mouth, not pulling back again until he's hit the back of his throat, prompting a moan so loud Lan Wangji must hear it beneath the water.

[lan_wangji]

His eyes remain closed in bliss, throat swallowing around Wei Ying and tongue pressing hard against him as he moves. Wei Ying feels hot and heavy and wonderfully alive and Lan Wangji can hear his muffled pleasure even under the water.

His lungs feel good, not yet burning as he slides a hand in between Wei Ying's legs and presses his thumb against his perineum and up, trying to find that place inside in the way he's ready about, without going inside.

[yiling_laozu]

Even now, removed from him in all ways but the heat of his mouth around him, Wei Wuxian can feel Lan Wangji's enjoyment. He can't see or hear him, can't feel him but at a few maddening points, but it's as if Lan Wangji's tightly hollowed cheeks are a glimpse into his soul. Wei Wuxian can sense how much he wants him, and it's this as much as the sudden bright burst of pleasure emanating from the press of a thumb that has him clutching Lan Wangji's shoulders frantically, body bowed until his nose nearly meets the water.

"Lan Zhan, ah, Lan Zhan, I'm going to come."

[lan_wangji]

Lungs now burning, Lan Wangji sucks harder, determined to finish this without another break. He pulls Wei Ying in with his free hand, fingers gripping his hip hard enough to leave bruises.

He relaxes his throat as much as he can as he fights the urge to surface and swallows Wei Ying as deep as he can manage, nose smashed against his pelvic as he tries to wring the pleasure out of him.

[yiling_laozu]

Mouth open, Wei Wuxian pants as his Lan Zhan pulls him somehow deeper, swallowing hot and strong around him until his toes curl in the wet earth. The pleasure that had been building so beautifully tightens all at once, Wei Wuxian's breath stuck in his throat until it snaps, all but drowning him in a wave of pleasure so powerful he nearly joins Lan Wangji in the water as he spills and spills down his throat. It feels as if it goes on forever, but it can only be a few moments before he realizes his fingers are locked tight against Lan Wangji's scalp. Wei Wuxian pulls him upward as best he can with orgasm-drunk limbs, fumbling and smiling and still shaking with bliss as his dear face emerges from the water.

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji would never admit to being on the edge of unconsciousness and indeed makes an effort to swallow and take a deep, measured breath as soon as he surfaces, hoping that Wei Ying's considerable distraction plays in his favor. He can feel his face burning red and blinks black spots out of his vision as he curls his arms around Wei Ying and pulls his shaking legs around Lan Wangji's hips.

"Do not think you watched for boats," he rasps, burying his face against Wei Ying's neck. He is painfully hard, even with the loss of oxygen and does not bother to stop himself from pushing his hard length between Wei Ying's cheeks.

[yiling_laozu]

Lan Wangji does look a touch unsteady to Wei Wuxian's wobbling vision, but as Lan Wangji has hoped, Wei Wuxian can scarcely focus on him, choosing to wrap his arms and legs around him in lieu of taking stock.
He holds onto him rather dreamily until he feels the sudden drag of his cock so near to his entrance, startling and bloodhot and rocketing him right back to true consciousness.

"Lan Zhan," Wei Wuxian gasps, pushing back against it. "You enjoy taking me in your mouth this much?"

[lan_wangji]

"Mm," Lan Wangji confirms, scraping his teeth along Wei Ying's narrow shoulder as he thrusts, pulling Wei Ying's hips flush with his other arm.

"Like it when you take your pleasure," he murmurs, pulling back to press his forehead to Wei Ying's watching his flushed, lovely face in the waning sun. "Want you, always. Want this."

And he does, he wants this and wants more. He wants to feel Wei Ying in every way possible, does not quite know how to make that happen. He does not think it ought to happen alongside the river as much as he burns for it.

[yiling_laozu]

"I like it too," says Wei Wuxian in a tight voice, feeling new sparks beneath his skin as Lan Wangji pulls his barely softening cock against his heated body. "I like making you feel good, Lan Zhan, I want to do that for you now."

He knows, despite Lan Wangji's surprising activity beneath the safety of the water, that he would never be able to enjoy himself out in the open air as Wei Wuxian has done. "Let's go inside, Lan Zhan," he murmurs, leaning in to lick the taste of himself out of Lan Wangji's mouth.

[lan_wangji]

"Sorry I stopped the lesson," he huffs as he lifts Wei Ying out of the water, stopping briefly to wrap his discarded robe around Wei Ying's hips before stomping up the hill to the house.

He is not, in fact, terribly sorry but he did throw the evening off course.

He manages to get the door open without putting Wei Ying down as well as discarding his robe somewhat neatly on a seat before carrying him to their bedroom, neatly side-stepping the cat as he goes. "Want to do more," he whispers. "Want to be closer."

[yiling_laozu]

"We have our whole lives to swim," Wei Wuxian laughs against Lan Wangji's skin, finding it difficult to tear himself away from the beguiling stretch of skin between neck and shoulder. He kisses and nips at it, sighing in relief when their bed comes into view.

Twisting an arm behind himself, he takes Lan Wangji in hand, guiding him back between his cheeks. "Do you want to be inside me, Lan Zhan?"

[lan_wangji]

He takes a sharp breath, nodding his head against Wei Ying's shoulder as he has to pause, hovering just over the bed. He wants that, wants it in a way that makes him feel desperate and wild, something he would normally hate. But he knows Wei Ying will not allow Lan Wangji to lose himself, will provide a safe place to fall apart.

It takes a careful moment to lower Wei Ying to the bed before quickly stripping off his wet trousers and grab their oil. The sight of Wei Ying naked and spread out on their bed is as glorious as it was the first time and he cannot help but lean down to kiss his flat, soft belly in reverence.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian grins as he is spilled onto the sheets, chest rising and falling rapidly with both excitement and nerves. He is in their bed, the scent of the river still clinging to him, and Lan Wangji hovers close by, naked and dripping as he bends to kiss Wei Wuxian's belly. It could not be more perfect.

Wei Wuxian threads his fingers back through Lan Wangji's wet hair, nails scraping with equal reverence. "I wanted this for a long time," he confesses. "I wanted you to know me first, all of me, and now you do, Lan Zhan."

[lan_wangji]

"Think of this often, dream of it often," Lan Wangji admits in turn, giving the curve of Wei Ying's waist a bite before crawling up on top of him. He brushes stray hair out of Wei Ying's face before smoothing his fingers across the scar he has tried thus far to avoid after Wei Ying's initial reaction.

"I know you. All of you. And I want all of you. Love all of you. I like all of you."

[yiling_laozu]

"I know," Wei Wuxian replies, tracing the back of Lan Wangji's hand as it traces his scar. The rawness of discovery is all but gone now, and Wei Wuxian feels no fear or shame at all, only the faintest trace of melancholy for the hopes he'd dashed in the telling. But Lan Zhan knows him, accepts him, likes him and loves him.

"I have never been looked at the way you look at me, Lan Zhan," he says, flattening Lan Wangji's hand against the long healed line of red. "Never been touched like this, either. I want you to have all of me."

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji takes a deep breath at the permission that the press of Wei Ying's hand gives him and leans forward to kiss him, fingers sweeping down from his belly to where he has started to grow hard once again.

"Want all of you," he murmurs, stroking Wei Ying lightly and coating his other hand in oil. "Turn over, just for this. Want to see you open for me."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian flushes, again thrilled yet a little embarrassed to be seen in such an intimate place. He shakes it off, however - this is his Lan Zhan, and hadn't he already permitted Wei Wuxian to look and more? Nodding, he flips onto his stomach, knees spread with determination and a pillow beneath his chest to clutch at.

"I hope I am handsome even here, Lan Zhan."

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji's answer is given with a firm bite to the only wonderfully fleshy part of Wei Ying's body before dragging his tongue down between. He pulls back just enough to coat Wei Ying's entrance in oil and push one finger in halfway.

"Like all parts of you. Like watching this," he murmurs, leaning back in to lick around his finger. He wants to feel Wei Ying clench around him, wants to hear his pleasure. He is endlessly greedy when it comes to Wei Ying.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian goes through quite a sequence of shocks then, first for the bite, then for the swipe of tongue, and then again when Lan Wangji's tongue comes back, lingering longer this time. "Oh," he breathes, very glad of the pillow now, hanging onto it almost desperately as the sensations of being penetrated and soothed with a hot, wet tongue duel.

"I do see why you enjoyed this so much."

[lan_wangji]

He refuses to acknowledge that truth with words, still embarrassed at how desperately he likes that particular thing and how completely it unravels him every time. He focuses, instead, on pushing his finger as deep as he can manage, stretching Wei Ying just enough to shove his tongue in alongside.

"Be loud," he commands when he pulls back for breath, working his finger in and out. "Want to hear you. Want to hear your pleasure."

[yiling_laozu]

Lan Wangji presses deeper, almost as if in retaliation for Wei Wuxian's remarks, and he grins into the pillow. Riling him is still so fun, and now it comes with more of his large hands on him. Or inside him, rather. The giggle that wants to follow that thought flies right out of his mouth as Lan Wangji's tongue thrusts into him, only stopping to speak in a roughened voice vibrates through Wei Wuxian's body.

He opens his mouth, only for a low groan to come spilling out as Lan Wangji stretches him. "Feels good," he manages. "Your fingers are so big, Lan Zhan. So long. I can only imagine how big your cock will feel when this is already so good."

[lan_wangji]

It is prideful to be aroused by such praise but as always, Lan Wangji's strict moral code is helpless in the face of Wei Ying and he finds a rush of pleasure wrenching through his belly at the thought of it. He believes Wei Ying, believes that he wants him and believes Lan Wangji will bring him pleasure and it is intoxicating.

He carefully pushes in a second finger, pausing for a moment to let Wei Ying adjust. "Wei Ying is filthy," he whispers, completely failing to sound anything like an admonishment. "You truly want it? Feels good?"

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian nods before he remembers he is meant to be loud, forcing the words out of a mouth that only seems capable of panting as those broad fingers brush near to the place that makes him see stars. "I want to be close to you, connected to you," he says, pushing back despite the added stretch.

"I want you to be part of me and to know I'm the reason that you feel good. I want to see your face and feel you inside me, Lan Zhan. I want to - " His throat nearly closes around the words. "I want to belong to you."

[lan_wangji]

"You do, you belong to me," Lan Wangji declares, pushing his fingers back in harder to meet Wei Ying's movement, the declaration making it harder to hold back, not to just take. He leans forward, nipping at the back of Wei Ying's neck, letting his cock drag up and down alongside where his fingers disappear.

"Mine. Wei Ying is mine. Will court you, marry you. Make you mine in every way." He starts to spread his fingers as they push and pull, needing to make room as quickly as he can.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian shudders, for a moment lost to the heady press of warm lips to his nape, the maddening drag of Lan Wangji's cock so near to where it will soon fit inside him. But Lan Wangji's voice rings through him like the sounding of a bell, and Wei Wuxian stills, gaping down at the sheets until he twists his head, trying to see him.

"You want that?" he asks, voice strange and small to his own ears. "To marry me?"