[ This is so raw and feral and Wei Wuxian wonders for a moment if he should stop them, go back to their room, have each other there. But he doesn't want to. He wants Lan Wangji now. He wants to feel Lan Wangji's cock buried in him, fucking him hard and fast and making him feel punch drunk on pleasure. He wants his kisses, his touch, his everything. He wants to be owned in the one way he knows he can get.
So, he kicks off his pants and underwear when they're pulled down, leaving him just in his top and his legs, ass, and dick exposed to the elements around them. The grass isn't very comfortable but he's not thinking about that right now. Instead, he's looping his legs around Lan Wangji's waist and tugging him closer, looking the picture of a seducing minx right now. ]
Come on, take me, Lan Zhan.
[ He bites his bottom lip, looking up to meet his eyes, his own half-lidded and expression slightly coquettish. ]
I feel... empty.
[ Which isn't untrue. There's an ache in him, the need to be filled and fucked without mercy. He needs it, he needs his soulmate in this most perverse of ways. ]
[ Seductive little minx indeed. Lan Wangji is looking down at the sight on display below him as he gets tugged closer, studies the look on Wei Wuxian's face amongst his pleas. What was he going to do, again? Take his time and display patience while gently opening him up? Yeah, that isn't happening.
Take me, I feel empty he says, and Lan Wangji cannot let a wish from his soulmate be left ungranted for long. Sashes and fastenings get hastily loosened and discarded as he pushes robes and pants aside just enough to free his cock, sitting hot and heavy in his palm as he works to give it a quick coating of the lube he'd dumped onto his fingers.
He pushes in then, a quick singular motion as his other hand clasps over Wei Wuxian's mouth to muffle the worst of his expected, loudest sounds. Thanks to their fooling around last night, the body beneath him is more accommodating than it could have been but even so he knows he's being rough, realizes the thought doesn't deter him at all, Wei Ying asked for it after all, and a heavy sigh into the crook of the other man's neck as he bottoms out is the only reprieved offered before he begins to fuck him in earnest. ]
[ Fuck. Fuck. It's a good thing Lan Wangji covers his mouth because at the quick push inside of him, Wei Wuxian lets out a loud moan, unbidden and uncensored. He whines helplessly against the palm covering his mouth, his hands reaching out to grip Lan Wangji's shoulders as he's suddenly fucked, hard and fast just like he wanted. The thick cock filling him has him feeling punch drunk with lust and his eyes nearly roll into the back of his head from how good it feels.
He shouldn't have teased Lan Wangji, baited him into fucking him so quickly, but even the slight burn where he's not stretched enough feels good. Oh so good. It has him panting hard and moaning loud and seriously, it's such a wise choice to cover his mouth because he can't keep himself from making these sounds.
His legs wrap tight around Lan Wangji's waist and his back arches off the forest floor as his eyes close tight and he keeps his grip tight on Lan Wangji as well. It's a good thing he's still mostly dressed because otherwise there would be scratches on Lan Wangji's back with how he's clutching him right now. Instead, he just writhes underneath him, moaning loud and squeezing tight around his cock. ]
[ The audacity of this man, whispering such a command into an ear while knowing he himself is the cause of all the sounds struggling to make their way out as he keeps that hand in place over Wei Wuxian's mouth.
Quiet he says, as he does nothing to lessen the pace, and if anything it seems like he is moving with even more intention, thrusting in and out with greater ease and intensity as his— ( he still doesn't know what to call this. his friend? soulmate? lover? perhaps both all of them and nothing at all. just his. ) —his Wei Ying's body becomes more accommodating to it.
They've done this often enough now that they are familiar with one another's bodies, know what feels good, and as Wei Wuxian involuntarily lifts his back off the ground Lan Wangji nudges a little closer, the slight shift making sure that his cock presses right against that most sensitive part inside him, repeatedly, over and over as his own breath becomes even more ragged and his head dips to bite down on a chunk of exposed, inviting skin below. ]
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So, he kicks off his pants and underwear when they're pulled down, leaving him just in his top and his legs, ass, and dick exposed to the elements around them. The grass isn't very comfortable but he's not thinking about that right now. Instead, he's looping his legs around Lan Wangji's waist and tugging him closer, looking the picture of a seducing minx right now. ]
Come on, take me, Lan Zhan.
[ He bites his bottom lip, looking up to meet his eyes, his own half-lidded and expression slightly coquettish. ]
I feel... empty.
[ Which isn't untrue. There's an ache in him, the need to be filled and fucked without mercy. He needs it, he needs his soulmate in this most perverse of ways. ]
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Take me, I feel empty he says, and Lan Wangji cannot let a wish from his soulmate be left ungranted for long. Sashes and fastenings get hastily loosened and discarded as he pushes robes and pants aside just enough to free his cock, sitting hot and heavy in his palm as he works to give it a quick coating of the lube he'd dumped onto his fingers.
He pushes in then, a quick singular motion as his other hand clasps over Wei Wuxian's mouth to muffle the worst of his expected, loudest sounds. Thanks to their fooling around last night, the body beneath him is more accommodating than it could have been but even so he knows he's being rough, realizes the thought doesn't deter him at all, Wei Ying asked for it after all, and a heavy sigh into the crook of the other man's neck as he bottoms out is the only reprieved offered before he begins to fuck him in earnest. ]
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He shouldn't have teased Lan Wangji, baited him into fucking him so quickly, but even the slight burn where he's not stretched enough feels good. Oh so good. It has him panting hard and moaning loud and seriously, it's such a wise choice to cover his mouth because he can't keep himself from making these sounds.
His legs wrap tight around Lan Wangji's waist and his back arches off the forest floor as his eyes close tight and he keeps his grip tight on Lan Wangji as well. It's a good thing he's still mostly dressed because otherwise there would be scratches on Lan Wangji's back with how he's clutching him right now. Instead, he just writhes underneath him, moaning loud and squeezing tight around his cock. ]
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[ The audacity of this man, whispering such a command into an ear while knowing he himself is the cause of all the sounds struggling to make their way out as he keeps that hand in place over Wei Wuxian's mouth.
Quiet he says, as he does nothing to lessen the pace, and if anything it seems like he is moving with even more intention, thrusting in and out with greater ease and intensity as his— ( he still doesn't know what to call this. his friend? soulmate? lover? perhaps both all of them and nothing at all. just his. ) —his Wei Ying's body becomes more accommodating to it.
They've done this often enough now that they are familiar with one another's bodies, know what feels good, and as Wei Wuxian involuntarily lifts his back off the ground Lan Wangji nudges a little closer, the slight shift making sure that his cock presses right against that most sensitive part inside him, repeatedly, over and over as his own breath becomes even more ragged and his head dips to bite down on a chunk of exposed, inviting skin below. ]