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[jinyanshu]

[ Lan Wangji is not a hugger, but as with everything else in his life, he is willing to make exceptions for his zhiji. ]

Location? I will come to you.

[suibian]

the conservatory

[ and he'll send his location to lan wangji with a ping of the gps on the watch.

mmmostly because, as lan wangji will soon come to find out, he's squirreled away in a little corner of the conservatory, a hidden nook under a peach tree. he's sitting cross-legged against the trunk, with one of the big rabbits in his lap as he pets it between the ears and strokes it's fur softly. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ He doesn't answer the text seeing as there is no need, Lan Wangji already on his way. Navigating to the conservatory is simple enough, they visit it practically every day after all, and then once he finds the precise location he approaches quietly, watching from behind as he comes across Wei Wuxian petting the rabbit.

He isn't sure what to say, words of condolence are not a strength of his, so instead he speaks softly, calling out: ]

Wei Ying?

[suibian]

[ It is... a little absurd how much relief hits him, immediately, when he hears Lan Wangji's voice. He's been sitting here in his melancholy for a while now but when he hears his name, he looks up to the direction it comes from and it's like his whole body suddenly relaxes. ]

Lan Zhan...

[ He's going to heft up the rabbit from his lap and place it to the side then, pushing to his feet. He doesn't rush, doesn't move too fast, but he is purposeful in moving towards Lan Wangji and wrapping his arms around his shoulders in a hug, burying his face in against his neck. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ Lan Wangji waits, a silent spectator as he allows Wei Wuxian the time necessary to respond, to either beckon him over or move to his side. He once waited sixteen years, what's another minute or two?

Once arms wrap tightly around him, he moves his own to do the same as the come to rest around Wei Wuxian's back, not tight enough to restrict him but still a solid enough weight to show that he is being held. Hugged. ]

....

[ There really isn't anything he can say, he cannot offer apologies for something he had no hand in, and nor can it bring someone back, so he just keeps his silence, offering a couple little rubs to the back of Wei Wuxian's shoulder blades. ]

[suibian]

[ The hug is warm and solid and enough for Wei Wuxian to relax into it. He sinks against Lan Wangji's body and closes his eyes, just letting the scent of sandalwood fill his nose and the warmth permeate his skin. This is what he needed, some sort of physical reassurance that the person he cares for the most is still here, still solid, still with him.

He mumbles against him, voice coming quietly. ]

I'm tired.

[ He nuzzles his face in against him and considers what else he's feeling, what else he wants to say.

Does he want to talk about how one of their last interactions was during his paranoid fever when he embarrassed himself so thoroughly? Or how Neuvillette was the first person here he had sex with, and helped him in his own way. That he was, admittedly, a crutch for Wei Wuxian when Lan Wangji wasn't here, a comforting presence and personality type for Wei Wuxian to lean against.

He's not sure. He's having a hard time picking any of it, so he just hugs Lan Wangji harder, like he wants to crawl inside of him and never come out. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ Lan Wangji lets out a little huff of air as a hand gravitates towards Wei Wuxian's head, threading through strands of hair and just kind of petting it, keeping his head nicely nestled against his chest.

And then without warning he dips down, his other arm dropping from where it had been wrapped around his soulmate's waist, down to the back of his thighs and letting Lan Wangji hoist the other man up with one arm, after which he steps back towards the spot under the tree where the rabbit waits patiently, sinking down to a seated position beside it and Wei Wuxian now in his lap— free to either continue hugging if he wishes or to sit beside him, though he makes no move to get him to leave, still running fingers through his hair. ]

If you are tired, rest. I am here.

[suibian]

[ It's become less surprising over time to be picked up by Lan Wangji like this. So, he doesn't even let out a surprised noise when Lan Wangji scoops him, just curls into his arms and tightens his grip around his shoulders as he's held. And then he'll let the other man carry him to the spot he was settled in before, sinking down to the ground and when there, just shifting his legs so he's settled a bit more properly in Lan Wangji's lap. No, he has no intention to pull away from him.

His arms pull back to curl against Lan Wangji's chest and he closes his eyes, face tucked in against Lan Wangji's throat. He makes himself as small as possible in his attempt to curl up in Lan Wangji's lap. This is nice. This is what he wants.

He doesn't have anything to say yet, miraculously. He's still thinking on it. So, for now, he just continues cuddling Lan Wangji, soaking in the physical comfort. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ They settle against the trunk of the tree and Lan Wangji wraps his arms around Wei Wuxian's back to hold him close once he knows the other has no intention of moving.

During times like this, he really begins to miss Wangji's presence, and the ability to play a song to calm and console. He could buy a generic guqin here, but even though the effect would not be as potent, it's a problem when you live in such a poor excuse for a room that there is literally no space for it, not even on the floor...

The rabbit embraces curiosity, hopping over once more and sniffing at the two of them and attempting to clamber over legs as Lan Wangji simply holds, and waits. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ He knows well enough where this will end up if they don't cool it off, what with the way it has been happening more and more often and their moments of intimacy becoming a regular occurrence. They really should stop before it crosses the line, considering they are in a public space and anybody could stumble upon them at a moment's notice, yet at the same time.....

Lan Wangji really doesn't care. He certainly is the most dedicated friend. Helping Wei Ying forget about being sad, by sucking on his tongue and feeling him up. Yeah. While part of his brain focuses on his desire to psychically banish every other person from the entirety of the area, the rest of it decides that Wei Wuxian should moan some more, drawing him into a kiss that is a little rougher, teeth catching his lip, while an arm coils around his soulmate's waist to hold him tighter, and to pull him in as close as he can manage. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ So warm and wet and tight as willing lips suck on his fingers and draw them in further, it doesn't take much for Lan Wangji's mind to conjure up thoughts of what else that mouth could be on in place of them. He can't help but imagine it— Would Wei Ying moan in the same way if it was his cock? Give out muffled protests as his mouth gets stretched around it, or would he try to be good, to take what he can before he chokes on it——

Lan Wangji lets out a noise, sort of half moan half sigh as his posture falters, involuntarily leaning forward to press against the body straddling his own, those thoughts going straight to the arousal between his legs that fills out even more, droplets of pre leaking out in anticipation.

Another time and perhaps he would have followed through on those thoughts, but as they've already established, this room tonight has long since been freed from the shackles of patience. Sufficiently coated, he retracts his fingers from Wei Wuxian's mouth, dragging over his tongue one last time as he does so. Shuffling into a better position, his free hand curls around the back of Wei Wuxian's head, getting a loose grip on his hair as he pulls them together and into a rather intense kiss, offered up as a distraction as the first of his fingers seek entry down below. ]

[suibian]

[ Wei Wuxian hasn't put his mouth on anyone just yet. So, who is to say how he'll react? He's thought about it, of course, wrapping his lips around Lan Wangji's dick and sucking him off so obediently until he's rewarded. Maybe another time, but he definitely wants to do it.

For now, he sucks on those fingers, loses himself in the pleasure of the act and lets his brain hang in a hazy fog as he savors the feeling of those fingers on his tongue. When Lan Wangji pulls them out, Wei Wuxian opens his eyes, half-lidded and looking blissful as he waits for the next part. His arms move to curl around Lan Wangji's neck and as his hair is grabbed and he's pulled closer, he moans softly into the kiss that's taken from him.

His legs splayed open underneath Lan Wangji, there is little resistance as a finger breaches him. He's already so relaxed and needy. There is only the slightest whimper, him clenching for a moment and then relaxing, and then a huff of breath into Lan Wangji's kiss. Then he's kissing back, needy and wanting as one of his legs hooks over Lan Wangji's waist, giving him the opportunity to go even deeper with his fingers and continue opening him up. ]

[suibian]

[ Wei Wuxian is not worrying about being caught. Or, maybe, he doesn't care if they are. This is the sex hotel, right? So, they can make out in a private corner of the Vale if they want to. It wouldn't be strange at all, they'd be within their rights. And so Wei Wuxian doesn't hold back, shifting his position to straddle Lan Wangji properly and lean in to keep kissing him. Hot breath exchanged over and over, Wei Wuxian making tiny, pleased noises into his mouth, it all feels so good.

As Lan Wangji's arm goes around his waist and pulls him flush against him, Wei Wuxian breaks the kiss to pant softly against his lips and flicker his eyes back up to Lan Wangji's. His mouth is kissed swollen and red and he looks a little flushed, but happy. His mood has definitely improved with the kissing. ]

I love kissing you.

[ Murmured in the small space between them, he lifts his hand to take Lan Wangji's chin between his fingers, letting his thumb glide over Lan Wangji's bottom lip and biting his own in response. There's a thrum of arousal in him now, and he's getting that hooded look in his eye that he does whenever they fuck. ]

Kiss me some more.

[ And now he's pressing their lips together again, continuing that rough, hungry kiss from earlier. ]

[suibian]

[ Wei Wuxian is simply letting himself be consoled, his face hidden in Lan Wangji's neck, his body curled against him. He has his eyes closed and is breathing quietly, trying to stifle the swirl of thoughts in his mind. The anxieties that pull at him. The reminder that this place is more dangerous than it lets on.

He's disturbed slightly by the rabbit, his face pulling back to look over at where he feels the shift of weight, the tug of clothing. He watches as the rabbit clambers over Lan Wangji's legs, settling against one of his ankles and tries chewing lightly at his robes. It makes Wei Wuxian huff a laugh and smile just a bit. ]

I wish we could take one of these rabbits back to our room.

[ Our room. Which one? Both? Either one? It is a mystery. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ Tilting his head to see what caught Wei Wuxian's attention, it's followed up with him tightening his hold on the man in his lap, using it as a grounding weight as he tilts forward towards the rabbit, gently sliding a hand under it's belly to scoop it up before it ruins the fabric, then setting it right down between the two of them, allowing Wei Wuxian to properly pet it. ]

Mn. [ He agrees. He wants a rabbit! ] But our room does not have the space for one person. Nor two. Definitely not a rabbit.

[ "our room" ]

Perhaps the House shall grant one of us additional space. Or we request it.

[suibian]

[ Wei Wuxian will shift when Lan Wangji leans back again so the rabbit can sit comfortably between them but he can still curl against Lan Wangji's chest with his head on his shoulder. He'll softly pet the rabbit as it settles in the spot on their lap, letting the soft fur help him calm down just a bit. ]

Yeah... I know it's possible, but there's no instructions on how other than to participate in the game.

[ Have a bunch of sex with a lot of people, and you will one day be rewarded by an upgrade. Those are the guidelines Wei Wuxian has been given, which is why he's trying his best to do it. He wants them to be comfortable.

A sigh here and he closes his eyes, tilting his head upward to press his nose against Lan Wangji's throat. ]

When we go back home, I know you have to go back to Gusu but...

[ . . . ]

No, nevermind. Ignore me.

[jinyanshu]

[ Lan Wangji is more than willing to comply, any lingering concerns of people stumbling upon them lost within the haze. The kiss is passionate and dominating as he invades Wei Wuxian's mouth with his tongue, apparently motivated even more so to kiss the life from him after hearing that he loves it.

And Lan Wangji does too, of course. Loves it when they kiss, when they fuck. When they sleep curled up against one another, when they brew tea together, just everything he does in his Wei Ying's company. Except he isn't "his", not in the way he wants, in the way he cannot bring himself to speak up and ask for, and maybe with that frustration he's found an outlet in just.... kissing, kissing, kissing, until Wei Wuxian is absolutely smothered and drowned in them. ]

[suibian]

[ Oh. Oh, yes. This is definitely going in a direction they can't return from but it doesn't matter because it feels good. Wei Wuxian loves drowning in Lan Wangji's kisses. The more passionate he becomes, the more Wei Wuxian sinks into it, kissing him back with eager, wanting presses of his lips. His arms move to curl around Lan Wangji's shoulders, gripping the back of his robes as he presses more against him and kisses him harder.

There's this desperation in him that he doesn't know how to explain. This ache in his body that isn't fulfilled except whenever Lan Wangji is kissing him or doing anything to him. The physicality that comes from having sex with Lan Wangji is something that doesn't feel near as satisfying with anyone else. He has fun, sure, but this gnawing hunger in his chest, his heartbeat faster than a hummingbird, his entire body feeling like it's on fire...

Only Lan Wangji. Only him.

There's also a deeper, darker part of him that just thinks — he wants to be owned by Lan Wangji. He doesn't want anyone to touch him except for him. He doesn't want to ever leave his side or his bed. But these thoughts are crazy, aren't they? So he doesn't give them any oxygen to breathe, not yet, not now, not when it's so confusing in his heart to acknowledge them. No, instead he will just kiss the other man, burying himself against his arms to do so. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ The kiss subsides a little in its pace and intensity, still filled with heat but less rushed as it allows them to fully enjoy it, to explore it in ways they couldn't while in the dome but can now in the privacy of their own space, now that it is determined that this is something they can do.

The finger moves within him in much the same way. Doing it's job to help open him up but it isn't a rushed act as things were before, both in a hurry to get off as soon as possible. Lan Wangji takes his time with this one, adding a second as he pushes in deeper, curling and stretching as he pays very close attention in addition to the kissing, trying to see if there is a part of this that is more pleasurable for Wei Wuxian, if there is a way he can move that will draw out some of those desperate noises he heard the last time, the ones he still hears in his dreams. ]

[jinyanshu]

[ Have to go back to Gusu, but....


but......


.....but???

Lan Wangji waits in silence, almost as still as the trunk of the tree they rest against as he waits for the rest of that sentence that never comes. ]

...You have something on your mind. Speak it. You need not silence yourself before me.

[ Tell me. ]

[suibian]

[ He should have expected that and he grimaces slightly as Lan Wangji encourages him to say what's on his mind. It's so embarrassing though, his fantasy, the things he wishes between them. What if Lan Wangji doesn't want that? What if he thinks Wei Wuxian is being silly?

Aghhhh. ]

I — sometimes I have these dreams...

[ He sounds so uncharacteristically nervous as he starts to explain himself. He looks down at the rabbit, fingers hesitating in their petting as he tries to find his words. ]

It's just, living with you lately has reminded me... It would be nice if that could — if we could — ahhh...

[ Get to the point, Wei Wuxian!! ]

Wh—what if we got a plot of land somewhere? And just... had a little farm. The two of us. And Little Apple! Maybe.

[ Oh, he just wants the ground to open up and swallow him whole, thanks. ]

[jinyanshu]

....

[ Wei Ying has been thinking of them living together? Farming? Dreaming of it, or something similar?

He doesn't answer, only taking a few steady breaths, and it goes on for just long enough that it could be misinterpreted as Lan Wangji attempting to find the words to let him down gently, but it isn't that at all. He's already considering the logistics of it, where they could end up, balancing the responsibilities of being a Chief Cultivator and helping take care of his sect in his brother's self-inflicted seclusion, but ultimately it doesn't matter right now because this will happen.]

Efficient farmers begin at daybreak.

[ Wei Ying wanting to commit to being up mao shi every day? Be still he beating heart. ]

[suibian]

[ Wei Wuxian absolutely takes the silence as Lan Wangji trying to think of how to let him down gently. He panics a little, heartbeat speeding up and mortification rising. He didn't want to admit this, didn't want to be so vulnerable — but then again, if he can't be vulnerable with Lan Wangji, who can he be vulnerable with? He closes his eyes, trying to steady his own breathing as he braces himself for the rejection.

The rejection that does not come. Instead, there is Lan Wangji's voice, teasing him lightly and he's so surprised by it that he lets out a laugh, shocked.

He'll pull back his head to look up at Lan Wangji, to meet his eyes and smile, a little wobbly. ]

... Ah, well, maybe we can trade off duties?

[ Lan Wangji in the morning, Wei Wuxian does everything in the afternoon— ]

[suibian]

[ The slow, easy kissing is so good, so tender, so perfect. It's everything Wei Wuxian could want. He's so enamored with Lan Wangji that he could spend hours doing this, he thinks. Their agreement to just give in and kiss each other whenever they want, it's a good one and Wei Wuxian feels relief in his chest as they just sink further into the bed together.

But he doesn't have the wherewithal to think too heavily about ramifications and feelings and all the rest. His body is too turned on, the ache in him too pressing. He groans into Lan Wangji's mouth, back arching off the bed as that second finger presses deeper into him, stretching him out, touching his most sensitive areas. It's reminiscent now of the good sex he's had before, but even better because it's Lan Wangji.

And then like a lightning strike, he feels a shock of pleasure zip through his body as Lan Wangji's long fingers stretch out inside of him and press on that certain spot inside of him that he doesn't quite understand but knows it feels good when it's touched. Wei Wuxian yelps against Lan Wangji's mouth, breaking the kiss as he writhes on the bed and squeezes tight around Lan Wangji's fingers. ]

Ah...! There...!

[jinyanshu]

...The cooking, also?

[ At least the straight face doesn't give away the mild panic within— is he submitting himself to a lifetime of overly spiced rice bowls?? ....He would do it, though. Hidden away on a quiet piece of land with the donkey, night hunting from time to time, just the two of them.

He looks up at last from the little spot over Wei Wuxian's shoulder where he had been staring to finally make eye contact, lips parting as he stares intently, as if he has more he wants to say....

But it doesnt come and his mouth closes, lips pressed together until he does finally speak. Not about how he really feels about it, the idea- the dream- of spending a life with awei Ying amd only Wei Ying, but instead something more practical. ]

I do not intend to do it forever. Chief Cultivator. It was necessary, but not desired.

[ He cannot run off to their honeymoon farm yet, even if he wants to. ]