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 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?"

[lan_wangji]

He pauses, eyebrow furrowed as he leans down to kiss Wei Ying's cheek and catch his eyes, fingers still buried deep.

"Am courting you. Of course I want to marry you. Have wanted that for a long time," he says, kissing his temple. "Have wanted you for years."

[yiling_laozu]

Lan Wangji says it with such surety that only a fool would doubt, but Wei Wuxian is oftentimes a fool, and left behind enough times he rarely imagines a life in which he is not, in some way, alone. "But that is forever, Lan Zhan," he breathes, the fingers still buried inside him forgotten as he places the sweet gifts Lan Wangji has given him in their proper context.

"That is to...to have family with me. You truly wish to keep me forever?"

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji carefully removes his fingers and flips Wei Ying over onto his back, needing to make sure he understands what Lan Wangji is about to say, that it is etched in his mind.

"Want you to be mine forever," he declares, kissing Wei Ying hard before pulling back again to ensure he is paying attention. "Every day. Every moment. Make our own family, together. Was going to give more gifts, ask properly. Still will."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian feels a stab of hope so agonizing he nearly sobs with it, looking up at Lan Wangji with increasingly blurry eyes as he listens and lets himself believe it. A whole life. Lan Wangji wants a whole life with him, a life and a family and every wonderful thing that comes with it. It's been so long since Wei Wuxian had a family.

"Forever," he whispers. "You and I, and Bunny and Jin Rulan, and maybe, someday Lan Zhan, maybe more?"

[lan_wangji]

"Whatever you want, as much as you want," he promises, still a little shaken that somehow Wei Ying is surprised by any of this but that is a matter for a later time. He had thought he'd been so clear in his intentions but all the time he is realizing how little Wei Ying thinks of his own self-worth.

"Think I will enjoy making a family with you. Will be an adventure," he says, brushing Wei Ying's hair off his face as he leans down for another kiss.

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian does sob then, pulling Lan Zhan down with two handfuls of his dark hair to deepen the kiss. "I want that," he breathes against his lips, wet with spit and his own tears. Could it truly be that all he's ever wanted is right here, and wants him back just as much? "Our adventure, our family. Lan Zhan." He draws up a knee, framing Lan Wangji's hip with it, shivering pleasantly to feel himself pull open.

"Lan Zhan, I'm ready. I don't want to be apart for a moment longer."

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji kisses back, wet and deep and finds his attention directed back to how achingly hard he is, even with their discussion.

Perhaps, and much to his embarrassment, even because of their discussion.

He is unsure if Wei Ying means he is ready for the sex or the marriage but Lan Wangji can only make one of those happen, immediately, so he finds himself stuffing a pillow underneath Wei Ying's hips. "Do not know if you are open enough. Tell me if it hurts too much," he whispers, lining himself up and pushing in just enough to feel the startling, wrenching heat surround him.

[yiling_laozu]

As ever, his clever Lan Zhan gives him exactly what he needs, and Wei Wuxian holds his breath as he lines up and pushes past the first ring of muscle. It aches in a way he's never before felt, the stretch too much to be pleasant, yet Wei Wuxian doesn't dislike it. It means Lan Zhan is this much closer to being inside him, and he pants against his lips, fingers dimpling the skin of Lan Wangji's shoulders as he seeks to anchor himself.

"It's not too much," he promises, craving more of that fullness. "Keep going."

[lan_wangji]

It has to be too much, Lan Wangji thinks wildly, as he fights to retain control of himself. It has to be too much with how tight Wei Ying feels around him. He plants both hands on the bed on either side of Wei Ying's shoulders as he slowly, slowly, pushes in.

He could have imagined it would feel this way. Even with having felt the wet heat of Wei Ying's mouth, nothing could have prepared him for this, for being joined in such a way. Every thing they have done, as wonderful as it has been, has lacked either the closeness or the reciprocation he desires. This is a revelation, his Wei Ying is a revelation. He sucks a breath through his teeth, breath ragged and a moan building in the back of his throat as he bottoms out, staring down in shock at Wei Ying's face. "Wei Ying."

[yiling_laozu]

For once, Wei Wuxian's mind is quiet, every thought pushed from his head as Lan Wangji pushes in, and in, and in. Dimly he's aware of a whimpering sound, not one of pain but of a man overwhelmed, and only when he breathes in and the sound pauses does he realize that it's him. "Lan Zhan," he whispers back when their hips are flush. He finds his own shock reflected back on Lan Wangji's dear face, and Wei Wuxian smiles shakily up at him.

"I'm so full, Lan Zhan," he says, losing the fight against another whimper as he finds himself well and truly impaled. His knees shake where they are pressed around Lan Wangji's hips. "I have all of you now."

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji finds himself nodding, at what he is not even precisely sure. Perhaps all of it. Wei Ying does truly have all of him, has in every way but this for a very long time.

He lets out a careful, steadying breath and risks a glance downwards to where they are joined before he must quickly look away. The sharp stab of heat at just a glance was enough to send his hips perilously close to a push and he must wait, must control himself.

"Don't let me hurt you," he manages, voice low and rough as he carefully lowers himself down for a soft kiss. He feels very much as if he could take Wei Ying apart, the selfish heat licking its way through his belly, begging for release. "Can't - it feels good. Can't think."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian clutches at him, taking solace in that gentle kiss. Even now, the ache is already lessening, though he suspects it might flare as soon as Lan Wangji begins to move. Yet, as with most things, the only way out is through, and he lifts his chin to kiss both Lan Wangji's cheeks.

"You won't hurt me," he promises, for this discomfort is nothing to him, and soon it will turn to pleasure. "Men do this all the time, and my Lan Zhan is the best of them. You can move, I think. Slowly!" he adds.