[ Yeah, he actually knows nothing about that at all. What? Thankfully it does distract from the everything going on, Lan Wangji turning his head a little more towards Wei Wuxian so he can prod him with further questioning. ]
[ Oh! He ... definitely probably should have told Lan Wangji this, he realizes. He just kind of left him to his own devices, huh? Haha, oops. There's still more cuddling, because he really likes the cuddling, pulling the blanket up further on them and curling more underneath it, against Lan Wangji. A sleepy yawn. ]
Mm, yep. If you don't have enough sex, you'll turn into stone. First the tattoo of your card suit will go dark, and if you don't have sex at that point, you'll start to turn into stone.
There's also... this I'm not sure if the lack of sex is the cause but some of the statues around the resort are people who were guests here pulled in from other worlds. One day they just turned into stone and never got better. I think some people leave, [ citation needed tho ] but some people don't and instead that happens to them.
[ This is not good news at all. Since it is Wei Ying explaining it to him he does not doubt the integrity, and now he has to focus on the implications of it. They will turn to stone without...what? Is it determined by frequency? The precise nature of the act? He has already come to terms with the resort promoting sex at every opportunity, sometimes rather forcibly, but he also assumed he could just kind of.... ignore it? And go sit in the ice bath if the urges get bad enough? ]
...Not great.
[ Talk about an understatement. It also kind of puts a damper on his whole secret plan of getting Wei Ying to sleep next to him every night, because then he won't be running off and sleeping elsewhere. Hmm. Not good. He shouldn't ask about it. He shouldn't. But— ]
Then you are— [ A pause. This is information that he honestly does not want to know.] Recently you have—
Are you in danger? Of turning. [ Let's just leave it like that. ]
[ He's not expecting the question that comes and tenses slightly in response. It feels... weird to talk about sleeping with other people with Lan Wangji. He's not sure why! But it's just... weird. It's not like he's done anything wrong though, right? He was just fooling around. Sometimes with strangers, sometimes with good friends.
But right, yeah. He's not... in danger, no. ]
I'm not.
[ Just... gonna be honest about it but it doesn't mean he needs to explain himself either. That would be even more weird! ]
I think it takes over a month before anything happens though. That's the general timeline I've picked up on.
[ ... He. Doesn't want to ask either but — ]
Are... you okay as well? I could—
[ He cuts himself off. Would that be weird? To offer to get Lan Wangji off? He wants to, he really really really wants to, but he also doesn't want it to seem like an afterthought? He wants Lan Wangji to know it's intentional! That he likes having sex with him, that he wants it (and boy does he want it) but... ugh this is so hard. ]
[ Alright, a month means that he has time to figure... something out. A problem to be studied and solved in daylight hours. At this moment he is content to leave it be, to settle down and silently sulk about Wei Wuxian having sex with (he assumes) several different people. Because why wouldn't he? He is friendly, charming, beautiful. The best.
But then that question comes and it sounds so much like he is offering out of necessity that he has to speak up, interrupting before he hears the rest of it. ]
—Wei Ying. Think of yourself before others. Do not offer because you feel you must. The status of others is not your responsibility to fix.
Only be with those you wish to.
[ As much as he doesn't want like thinking about it, it is true. If he sleeps with someone it should be because he wants to, because there is attraction there, and not because he worries that if he doesn't the person could end up turned to stone.
Of course Lan Wangji is a complete hypocrite because if the roles were reversed and Wei Wuxian was in danger he would do it in a heartbeat, but whatever!! ]
[ There's a wince here because he knows exactly how it sounds. Even if he doesn't want it to sound like that at all. At all. But he doesn't know how to explain himself, doesn't know how to be honest about this. There's so much that they just innately know about each other but this... this is different. New. Uncomfortable.
In a bit of frustration, Wei Wuxian thumps his head against Lan Wangji's shoulder a few times before just leaving his face pressed against it. He's quiet for a moment as he tries to figure out how to explain. He hasn't figured it out yet by the time he talks, choosing his words as he goes and mumbling them against Lan Wangji's shoulder. ]
It's not... like that. I wouldn't offer to... anyone else. You're the only one...
[ An unhappy noise here because he doesn't know what to say.
Now the next part comes so quietly, it's almost a whisper. Like he's just not confident enough in what he's saying to say it so boldly, but he wants to say something. ]
I... liked kissing you, okay? So... if you need to kiss anyone... I want you to pick me first...
[ It is such a relief to hear that Wei Wuxian hasn't been going around offering because he feels that he needs to. Even better that this has been the only time, and a quiet admission lets him know that what happened in that game was not an entirely regretful or uncomfortable experience. The tension Lan Wangji was holding begins to taper off little by little, and after a moment he decides to turn and face his friend, the arm still tucked underneath him rising to support the back of Wei Wuxian's head as his other reaches across his own body to rest on a hip, to keep him in place while he moves.
Important conversations should take place face to face, that is what he has always been taught, and it doesn't matter if it's too dark to actually see, meaning it doesn't matter if he still keeps Wei Wuxian's face pressed into the crook of his neck. This is important, a conversation to clear the air which is long past due. ]
Mn. But you must come to me in return, if it is needed.
[ Their problems must be faced together, here as they are back home. And since they are actually, finally talking about what happened before— ]
We were... not in control of ourselves before. That does not mean I found it unpleasant.
[ He's a little surprised when Lan Wangji shifts to move them around, when he turns onto his side to face Wei Wuxian. The guy always sleeps stiff as a board so it must mean he's trying to make sure this conversation is had, that Wei Wuxian understands him. It makes something go a little funny in his heart as a result but he'll shift to curl up with Lan Wangji regardless.
His arms move to rest against Lan Wangji's chest, fingers curling lightly in his robes. The hand on his hip, the arm pillowing his head, it all does its job of making Wei Wuxian feel protected and safe in Lan Wangji's arms and so, he settles, any tension dropping out of him even as they broach the conversation topic they've been avoiding.
You must come to me in return, if it is needed. Wei Wuxian feels light at these words and wonders, does this mean he can kiss him whenever he wants or only during a suit flare? He wonders, he wonders.
But the next part has even more heady implications and he swallows, hard. To hear that Lan Wangji didn't find it unpleasant... knowing the other man as he does, he knows that's high praise, that he must have enjoyed it as much as Wei Wuxian did. Right? ]
You liked it? [ He sounds so hopeful when he asks that, unable to keep the ache of tenderness out of his voice. ] I liked it too.
[ So, they like having sex with each other. Now what? ]
If you want to again — you don't need a reason to kiss me. Or anything else. You can just say "I want to" and I'd let you. [ And then because he's a little nervous that's a little too Real, he adds: ] While we're here, you don't have to worry about it.
[ He adds because he thinks — back home, Lan Wangji has responsibilities and probably doesn't like him like that and who knows what he's planning his future to be? So, he doesn't want the other man to feel like what happens here changes everything he's doing back home. He can just... kiss Wei Wuxian if he wants to kiss him, and it won't change anything between them. ]
[ You liked it? I liked it too. He swallows thickly as he attempts to take in those words. So they both enjoyed it, and he knows their bodies are compatible with one another when it comes to intimacy. It cannot all be blamed on the game of the omegadome.
And then Wei Wuxian tells him that he doesn't need a reason to kiss and he can just ask for it if he wants it, and it is his tightening grip which betrays the silence of his thoughts. He knows too, that they are not talking about just kissing, but also the things it could lead to. For the forbidden fruit to be offered so freely, dangled right before him so easily.. ]
You do not require a reason, either. Need only ask. Take.
[ Since it is brought up he wants to make that crystal clear, it works both ways. There is no mention of 'while we are here' though and that is very specific. Because the same would apply once in Gusu, even though he knows it unlikely. Wei Ying didn't appear to like him in that way, is likely to leave him and go travel again soon enough once the rules of Cloud Recesses become too constrictive, meaning here may be the only place he gets to experience that life he longed for. A situation prompted by necessity, it is wrong, so wrong, it almost feels like he is stealing it and yet...]
Wei Ying..
[ It's a quiet call into an ear for attention as the hand leaves Wei Wuxian's hip, coming up to settle on his chin instead. Thumb and fingers tilt it upwards, close enough that their noses rub together, and warm breath mixes between them.
I want to, it's all he needs to say, yet in the moment he can't bring himself to do it. Afraid that three tiny words would give too much away, that the unsteadiness of his voice would betray just how much it is wanted, so instead he just hovers there and lets his thumb lightly trace the corner of the mouth under it, hoping that his intention can be heard without him having to actually say it. ]
[ The sentiment is shared and returned. Need only ask. Take. And Wei Wuxian feels his heart pounding in his chest at those words because he doesn't quite know how to deal with the reality of them. It means that they both want this, that they both are willing to give to the other. At least, while they're here, right? It's not like they have to justify themselves to anyone while here either — who else is here from their world? Xue Yang? Xiao Xingchen? The former who doesn't care what Wei Wuxian does as long as it entertains him, the latter who avoids him out of fear of a reputation. They're no one he has to worry about.
What happens between him and Lan Wangji only matters between the two of them. They know their hearts better than any others, Wei Wuxian knows he'd feel the most safe and comfortable doing this with Lan Wangji over anyone else. He's built good relationships while here, easy friendships that are slowly growing into heartfelt ones. But Lan Wangji is still his most important person and he wants to share everything with him, even this.
His fingers curl a little tighter in Lan Wangji's robes as he feels the hand on his hip move to settle on his chin, to tilt his face upwards. The soft sound of his name in a voice he finds such comfort in. He doesn't need Lan Wangji to speak the words out loud when he hears them without them being said. He presses forward that little bit of space between them and connects their mouths together, kissing Lan Wangji so softly, so earnestly. His eyes flutter close and he sighs softly, losing himself to the touch. ]
[ Their lips meet and his own eyes fall closed in response, content that his intentions were understood. The kiss is soft, sweet, something more fitting as a first kiss than whatever happened in the omegadome and he went straight for shoving tongues into throats. It ends rather quickly as he lets their lips brush together and then falls into another one, a second, and then a third, all soft, short and rather chaste little things as he traces over Wei Wuxian's cheekbone with a light touch.
But then it settles in that they are really doing this, if Wei Ying changed his mind he would have made it known by now, and the people next door are still going at it and it gives him a burst of confidence. In a swift motion his hand drops to the shoulder just below it and pushes against it as his body advances forward, crowding Wei Wuxian's space and forcing him to retreat until his back meets with the mattress below it, Lan Wangji hovering over him as he kisses him again in a way that is decidedly not as chaste— open mouthed and a little tongue, a kiss that he quite clearly does not intend to break any time soon. ]
[ The chaste kisses are nice and sweet and Wei Wuxian is deeply enjoying them. He can drown out the sound of the pair next door with even just this, and be content with even just this as well. So, he doesn't push for more, just settles his hands flat on Lan Wangji's chest and kisses him so sweetly, so gently. He really likes this guy and being able to do this with him is... everything.
But then Lan Wangji seems to get a burst of confidence from somewhere and is pushing him back, onto his back, and Wei Wuxian makes a curious noise before his mouth is enveloped by hot tongue and open mouthed kisses. He's surprised by it, initially, but there's no way he doesn't feel the pull to sink into them and so, he does. His hands slide up from resting on Lan Wangji's chest to wrap his arms around his neck, one of his legs hooking around Lan Wangji's hip and he kisses him back with just as much hunger and need as Lan Wangji is showing him. Okay, yeah, the chaste kisses were nice but this is... this is better. ]
[ Being together feels so much better this time. Away from that forest and the effects of the game, knowing that each move made here is entirely because of them. The conscious decision to swipe his tongue across Wei Ying's own, to hold his face with a broad palm as they kiss, knowing that the hands clutching the back of his own neck, tightening their grip, do so because it is wanted, desired.
He shifts briefly to his elbows as he hoists himself a little further up, letting more of his weight press Wei Wuxian down as he keeps his soulmate trapped there beneath him in a flurry of kisses. It feels wonderful, feels right. Lan Wangji isn't exactly sure what the intention is here and he wonders if Wei Ying is still battling against the call to slumber— it's too hard to tell in the absence of light— but perhaps if he's lucky he will be able to keep this, he thinks. To continue indulging in the taste of his mouth, and if sleep finally takes him they will remain like this, in each other's arms and Wei Ying nicely nestled under him, safe, warm, within optimal distance to steal a few more kisses.
[ Wei Wuxian is still tired, sleep still calling at him even through all of this. But the kisses energize him, despite himself. They have him aching for more, wanting to touch and kiss and... do much more with Lan Wangji than just this. His heart feels so full, so happy, with every kiss than is placed on his lips and he just can't get enough. He's always, always been addicted to any attention he can get from Lan Wangji and this is just the pinnacle of that attention.
More of Lan Wangji's weight presses down upon him and he groans softly, his leg tightening on Lan Wangji's hip and fingers sinking into the back of his hair. His mouth opens for that tongue, letting their mouths move against each other and moaning softly around it. He wants... he wants to continue to feel Lan Wangji's weight pressing him down into the mattress. He wants to continue to feel his mouth, devouring him completely. He wants to continue kissing, and kissing, and kissing, and kissing.
[ Forever destined to respond whenever his soulmate calls for him, Lan Wangji parts from the kisses, nuzzling at Wei Wuxian's jaw for a moment while allowing himself to speak. What Wei Ying calls for, he doesn't know. Well— he can hope it is what he thinks it is, an open-ended plead for more. It certainly doesn't sound like a no from the tone, a call to stop. He seems perfectly content to be trapped under Lan Wangji's weight, making no effort to struggle or break free.
( Though there is something to be said about that sudden flash of imagery, of Wei Ying attempting to wriggle free from beneath him, pleading for mercy or leniency and being given none. Hmm. )
Lan Wangji answers, but not with words.
His mouth roams to nip and kiss at the neck on offer beside it as a hand begins to explore too, slipping under Wei Wuxian's shirt to run over his stomach and lower chest with an inquisitive touch before it retreats lower and settles back onto the bone of his hip, holding him down with a firm grip as he rocks himself forward. He'd already been laying there half hard since before the kissing, ever since their close proximity and the added audio began, and there is no way to hide it now as their bodies press together— isn't even aiming to hide it but instead hopes to draw the same reaction in return, to know that Wei Ying feels the same in return, that he wants, that simply kissing is not enough, could never be enough. ]
[ It's incredible, really, the way Lan Wangji seems to just know his body. It makes him think, does he feel the way because of the way Lan Wangji is touching him or because it's Lan Wangji doing the touching in the first place? He doesn't have an answer, just a bone deep ache inside of him to keep kissing Lan Wangji and keep being touched by him. His breath hitches slightly at the sensation of Lan Wangji's broad, warm palms slipping under his shirt and then lower they go, holding his hip.
It pulls a whine from his throat, more aching in his gut, the urge to just press forward and give himself all over to Lan Wangji. His breathing is choppy and unmeasured, his focus only on the two of them here in this cramped room, in this warm bed. He hasn't even noticed if the moaning from earlier is still happening, not when his own is drowning it out.
Then Lan Wangji rocks himself forward, presses his cock against Wei Wuxian's and all Wei Wuxian can do is moan, a little louder now, his own sensitive cock pressing against Lan Wangji's through their thin clothes. His cock is half-hard, pressing against his briefs, and he squirms as his hips arch up and the heels of his feet dig into the mattress underneath him. His arms shift as well, sliding down to grip Lan Wangji's shoulders from behind and he shudders.
His voice comes, a little ragged from all the kissing and he murmurs against Lan Wangji's mouth, unable to break completely from his lips. ]
You want me. [ God, how remarkable that is, to know that Lan Wangji wants Wei Wuxian even if just carnally. ] You want me. Take me.
[ He does want, only Wei Wuxian has no idea how much. It isn't as though he was waiting for permission but to hear Wei Ying acknowledge it, to know that Lan Wangji desires him and that it is okay, that he doesn't have to hold it back, it's the push he needed to stop doing just that— holding back and pretending like pinning his soul mate down to touch and taste him hadn't been coursing through his mind ever since they entered the room together, or perhaps before.
He responds with another, rather forceful kiss as the hand gripping Wei Wuxian's hip dips under his t-shirt instead, feeling his way up over stomach and abs until reaching a nipple, fingers circling over it before he gives a teasing, testing pinch about the same time teeth do the same to Wei Wuxian's bottom lip as he retreats from the kiss. ]
[ The kisses come, forceful and perfect and Wei Wuxian does nothing but moan helplessly into them and let his mouth be ravaged. He is starting to learn he likes sex. Like, really likes sex. It's been fun exploring it with other people here but something about having someone who he is so comfortable with, who he can just sink into submission against, is making it even better. It's not that he doesn't trust the people he's slept with so far, but Lan Wangji is different. He's just... different.
The pinch to his nipple gets an arched back and a cut off cry as his lip is bitten and he squirms underneath Lan Wangji. His body is sensitive to his touch and those calloused fingers feel all too good on his skin, especially his chest. And then there's Lan Wangji's words, assured and not even a little hesitant. It makes Wei Wuxian flush, just a little. ]
Yeah? Well, it's only fair since they were keeping us awake first.
[ A pause here, his eyes look away and then back up to Lan Wangji, the darkness they're wrapped up in making him feel a little bold. ]
[ In answer to that question he does not speak in words, instead letting his fingertips ghost over his chest once again as his mouth moves down to Wei Wuxian's neck, nipping at the skin again before he sucks onto it; testing to see what he can get away with and seeing what noises he can draw out as he nuzzles at his neck afterwards, speaking into it. ]
Too much silence, before.
[ In his life. For too long. Should never have been allowed to happen. Lan Wangji means it in all serious— perhaps too much seriousness to bring upon certain, ah, activities. ]
I always enjoy hearing Wei Ying. A reminder that he lives.
[ Whether that is laughing, joking, complaining or, apparently, moaning through getting fucked. ]
[ Oh. That — that was an unexpected answer and leaves Wei Wuxian a little speechless. There was a moan, of course, when Lan Wangji sucked on his throat but then after, he's nuzzling, he's speaking, and Wei Wuxian is left completely at a loss because he didn't expect since sincerity.
It has him acting on instinct completely, tugging Lan Wangji up to him so he can kiss him on the mouth, earnest and hungry. It's a little clunky too, his nerves getting the best of him, but he licks into Lan Wangji's mouth, offers his own up, and shakes with needy desire. When the kiss breaks, Wei Wuxian can only press his forehead to Lan Wangji's and breathe out heavily, eyes closed for a moment. ]
You're too much. How's a guy supposed to reply to something like that? Just... just stay by my side, okay? I'll be as noisy as you want.
[ Nothing will ever feel as miserable to him as that moment it felt like Lan Wangji wasn't going to travel around with him anymore, that he was going to go back to Gusu and leave Wei Wuxian alone. But then he had him back and —
And ended up in Golden Peacock, alone until Lan Wangji arrived. Really, people gotta stop taking Lan Wangji away from him, it's not cool at all. ]
[ Lan Wangji knows that it was his own fault, before. For not being at Wei Ying's side when he wished for it. For doing the righteous thing, the thing that cultivation society needed, the Lan thing. Taking up the mantle of Chief Cultivator to fill the void, for not being selfish and following his friend around like an obedient puppy in a life on the road, for not doing the opposite and dragging him back to Cloud Recesses and keeping him there, somewhere safe and hidden and always in view.
But Wei Wuxian had been gone for months, living in this place and he didn't even know it. Would it have made a difference if they were together? Would they have been taken together? He cannot know for sure, other than there being no way he would chance it, if he knew. ]
Mn. Shall keep you by my side.
[ Every day. It's... non-optional, both here in Golden Peacock and then once they manage to return home. The possibility that he could lose him again is just too much, too present now in Lan Wangji's mind, and he cannot allow himself to chance it.
As he speaks and absorbs the delightful kiss, the lingering taste of Wei Wuxian's mouth and the feel of his forehead pressed against his own, he shifts his weight back into his legs as they draw up to kneel between Wei Wuxian's own. Pulling back slightly, that meticulous Gusu training regimen and subsequent core strength lets him hover there over the body beneath him without faltering as he draws both arms back to pull up his pesky t-shirt and remove it entirely, and being one to never leave a job half finished he reaches for the briefs soon after, helping one leg out and then the other before discarding them somewhere at the foot of the bed.
It's hard to see relying upon what little light makes it way into the room so his only option is to feel, letting hands run from Wei Ying's shoulders and over his chest, taking his time with it as they continue their descent and eventually settle on both sides of his hips, thumbs running over skin and the bones hidden beneath them. Too much bone, still. Silently musing to himself while sitting upright, he shall have to make sure Wei Ying is eating plenty. Lan Wangji is fairly certain he could——
With a firm grip and a squeeze of Wei Wuxian's hips, it doesn't take much effort for him to tug him downwards and then upright as a hand snakes around his lower back, and in a matter of seconds his soulmate soon finds himself comfortably seated in Lan Wangji's lap, legs splayed out either side of him.
—— Yeah, he figured he could do that with very little resistance. And if it means that Wei Wuxian's ass is now in a prime spot to be touched, felt, kneaded, well. That's just a bonus. ]
Wei Ying should be as noisy as he wants. Needn't submit to silence.
[ And while it very much pertains to sex it isn't only about that. For as many times that Wei Wuxian has been loud and brash and outspoken there have been times he muted his words, kept his silence, made himself smaller by smothering his presence. Especially since his return. Be loud, Lan Wangji thinks, you have earned the right. ]
[ Wei Wuxian wishes he had the words to explain how happy Lan Wangji makes him, especially when he says things like this. It just fills his heart up with a deep joy that won't shake. He hears Lan Wangji's voice, agreeing to be right beside him and Wei Wuxian is almost tempted to ask him if he means for life. It's an impulse, silly and sudden, and he keeps himself from saying it just barely. They're already having sex, no need to make it even weirder by being so clingy.
Which means he lets Lan Wangji undress him, not even a little bit resistant. The shirt goes and the underwear next, a little hitched breath as his erection is freed from its confines. He squirms a little at the touches to his body, wants Lan Wangji to touch him some more. More and more and more. Those warm hands on his skin do everything for him. He moves easily with Lan Wangji as well, his touch an easy guide for Wei Wuxian to follow.
So, when he grips his hips and lifts him up, Wei Wuxian just moves with him. He ends up in his lap, nice and snug, his erection pressed against their stomachs and he feels a hand on his ass, possessive in its touch and Wei Wuxian likes this even better. His arms go around Lan Wangji's neck and he grins a little lopsided and stupid. Impulsively, he kisses the tip of Lan Wangji's nose and lets his head fall back as he laughs brightly. He feels... so good right now. ]
Hahahaha, Lan Zhan...! [ He presses another kiss to his lips, just smushed against him and barely a kiss with the way he can't stop smiling. When he pulls away, his hands reach up to cup Lan Wangji's cheeks in both hands, squishing his face for a moment. ] Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan~! I really am nothing without you, you make me so happy.
[ But like, platonically. Either way, he's going to follow that by pinching both of Lan Wangji's cheeks, stretching them after and laughing even brighter. He won't stretch them for too long, just long enough to be annoying and then he goes back to squishing his cheeks instead. ]
[ Wei Ying is here, naked in his lap and still he finds the energy to tease him... Lan Wangji can feel his ears heat up as his faces is poked and smooshed around as he hears such a bright, happy laugh follow it. ]
Boring..
[ As he always used to say when a teenage Wei Wuxian was pigtail pulling for his attention, though this time it carries a rather fond, exasperated tone rather than any seriousness. It's a good thing it's dark, his face wouldn't be nearly as thick enough to withstand this! Only one thing for it, to turn the tides back in his favour.
Lan Wangji grips at the ass within his reach, pinches it even, as his head dodges Wei Ying's octopus grip and and lowers to bite a chunk out of his shoulder, latching onto it with his teeth and not letting go. ]
[ Ow. He winces as he's bitten and then tries to shake Lan Wangji off but the guy just won't let go and it's such an absurd reaction to him teasing him that all Wei Wuxian can do is laugh, even as he shoves fruitlessly at Lan Wangji's chest. ]
Ha ha ha ha! Look at you, biting me like a dog...! Next I'll have to get you some treats and a collar.
[ Which, well, the idea of putting Lan Wangji in a collar is... not unappealing now that he thinks about it. But still, geez! What is this guy even doing?! He's going to slide his arms around Lan Wangji's shoulders again, turning his head to press his lips to Lan Wangji's temple before letting his voice drop and murmuring into his ear. ]
Lan Zhan, c'mon. I thought you were going to fuck me. I thought you were going to make me moan...
[ The tempting words hit his ears and that's right, he was going to do that. Wei Wuxian will soon change his tune when he's pressed against the bed, writhing and moaning as his body is pushed to its limits. Mark your words Wei Ying...
His teeth let go finally as he hums a noise of confirmation against Wei Wuxian's poor abused skin, dropping a kiss over what will soon be a spectacular bruise before doing the very same thing at a spot lower down— at least less intense, more forgiving this time, though likely a sharp nip all the same. ]
Only if Wei Ying behaves.
[ And can reign in his teasing.... allowing Lan Wangji to tease him in his own way, in return? Talk about double standards...
He raises his head then to kiss once more, fingers still digging in to Wei Wuxian's waist to keep him in place as he becomes more emboldened, claiming his soulmate's mouth, his tongue, and allowing himself to explore the sensation and the taste in a way he hadn't allowed himself before, not letting up and immediately chasing those lips every time they have to break apart for air until eventually it becomes too much. Letting their foreheads rest against one another once more while catching breath as he reaches for the arms wrapped around him, guiding them down to the loose ties of his underrobe, hoping that Wei Wuxian understands the hint. And if not, he speaks, in a voice shaky and low: ]
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There are guests who have turned to stone?
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Mm, yep. If you don't have enough sex, you'll turn into stone. First the tattoo of your card suit will go dark, and if you don't have sex at that point, you'll start to turn into stone.
There's also... this I'm not sure if the lack of sex is the cause but some of the statues around the resort are people who were guests here pulled in from other worlds. One day they just turned into stone and never got better. I think some people leave, [ citation needed tho ] but some people don't and instead that happens to them.
It's not great, is it?
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...Not great.
[ Talk about an understatement. It also kind of puts a damper on his whole secret plan of getting Wei Ying to sleep next to him every night, because then he won't be running off and sleeping elsewhere. Hmm. Not good. He shouldn't ask about it. He shouldn't. But— ]
Then you are— [ A pause. This is information that he honestly does not want to know.] Recently you have—
Are you in danger? Of turning. [ Let's just leave it like that. ]
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But right, yeah. He's not... in danger, no. ]
I'm not.
[ Just... gonna be honest about it but it doesn't mean he needs to explain himself either. That would be even more weird! ]
I think it takes over a month before anything happens though. That's the general timeline I've picked up on.
[ ... He. Doesn't want to ask either but — ]
Are... you okay as well? I could—
[ He cuts himself off. Would that be weird? To offer to get Lan Wangji off? He wants to, he really really really wants to, but he also doesn't want it to seem like an afterthought? He wants Lan Wangji to know it's intentional! That he likes having sex with him, that he wants it (and boy does he want it) but... ugh this is so hard. ]
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But then that question comes and it sounds so much like he is offering out of necessity that he has to speak up, interrupting before he hears the rest of it. ]
—Wei Ying. Think of yourself before others. Do not offer because you feel you must. The status of others is not your responsibility to fix.
Only be with those you wish to.
[ As much as he doesn't want like thinking about it, it is true. If he sleeps with someone it should be because he wants to, because there is attraction there, and not because he worries that if he doesn't the person could end up turned to stone.
Of course Lan Wangji is a complete hypocrite because if the roles were reversed and Wei Wuxian was in danger he would do it in a heartbeat, but whatever!! ]
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In a bit of frustration, Wei Wuxian thumps his head against Lan Wangji's shoulder a few times before just leaving his face pressed against it. He's quiet for a moment as he tries to figure out how to explain. He hasn't figured it out yet by the time he talks, choosing his words as he goes and mumbling them against Lan Wangji's shoulder. ]
It's not... like that. I wouldn't offer to... anyone else. You're the only one...
[ An unhappy noise here because he doesn't know what to say.
Now the next part comes so quietly, it's almost a whisper. Like he's just not confident enough in what he's saying to say it so boldly, but he wants to say something. ]
I... liked kissing you, okay? So... if you need to kiss anyone... I want you to pick me first...
[ Please. ]
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Important conversations should take place face to face, that is what he has always been taught, and it doesn't matter if it's too dark to actually see, meaning it doesn't matter if he still keeps Wei Wuxian's face pressed into the crook of his neck. This is important, a conversation to clear the air which is long past due. ]
Mn. But you must come to me in return, if it is needed.
[ Their problems must be faced together, here as they are back home. And since they are actually, finally talking about what happened before— ]
We were... not in control of ourselves before. That does not mean I found it unpleasant.
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His arms move to rest against Lan Wangji's chest, fingers curling lightly in his robes. The hand on his hip, the arm pillowing his head, it all does its job of making Wei Wuxian feel protected and safe in Lan Wangji's arms and so, he settles, any tension dropping out of him even as they broach the conversation topic they've been avoiding.
You must come to me in return, if it is needed. Wei Wuxian feels light at these words and wonders, does this mean he can kiss him whenever he wants or only during a suit flare? He wonders, he wonders.
But the next part has even more heady implications and he swallows, hard. To hear that Lan Wangji didn't find it unpleasant... knowing the other man as he does, he knows that's high praise, that he must have enjoyed it as much as Wei Wuxian did. Right? ]
You liked it? [ He sounds so hopeful when he asks that, unable to keep the ache of tenderness out of his voice. ] I liked it too.
[ So, they like having sex with each other. Now what? ]
If you want to again — you don't need a reason to kiss me. Or anything else. You can just say "I want to" and I'd let you. [ And then because he's a little nervous that's a little too Real, he adds: ] While we're here, you don't have to worry about it.
[ He adds because he thinks — back home, Lan Wangji has responsibilities and probably doesn't like him like that and who knows what he's planning his future to be? So, he doesn't want the other man to feel like what happens here changes everything he's doing back home. He can just... kiss Wei Wuxian if he wants to kiss him, and it won't change anything between them. ]
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And then Wei Wuxian tells him that he doesn't need a reason to kiss and he can just ask for it if he wants it, and it is his tightening grip which betrays the silence of his thoughts. He knows too, that they are not talking about just kissing, but also the things it could lead to. For the forbidden fruit to be offered so freely, dangled right before him so easily.. ]
You do not require a reason, either. Need only ask. Take.
[ Since it is brought up he wants to make that crystal clear, it works both ways. There is no mention of 'while we are here' though and that is very specific. Because the same would apply once in Gusu, even though he knows it unlikely. Wei Ying didn't appear to like him in that way, is likely to leave him and go travel again soon enough once the rules of Cloud Recesses become too constrictive, meaning here may be the only place he gets to experience that life he longed for. A situation prompted by necessity, it is wrong, so wrong, it almost feels like he is stealing it and yet...]
Wei Ying..
[ It's a quiet call into an ear for attention as the hand leaves Wei Wuxian's hip, coming up to settle on his chin instead. Thumb and fingers tilt it upwards, close enough that their noses rub together, and warm breath mixes between them.
I want to, it's all he needs to say, yet in the moment he can't bring himself to do it. Afraid that three tiny words would give too much away, that the unsteadiness of his voice would betray just how much it is wanted, so instead he just hovers there and lets his thumb lightly trace the corner of the mouth under it, hoping that his intention can be heard without him having to actually say it. ]
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What happens between him and Lan Wangji only matters between the two of them. They know their hearts better than any others, Wei Wuxian knows he'd feel the most safe and comfortable doing this with Lan Wangji over anyone else. He's built good relationships while here, easy friendships that are slowly growing into heartfelt ones. But Lan Wangji is still his most important person and he wants to share everything with him, even this.
His fingers curl a little tighter in Lan Wangji's robes as he feels the hand on his hip move to settle on his chin, to tilt his face upwards. The soft sound of his name in a voice he finds such comfort in. He doesn't need Lan Wangji to speak the words out loud when he hears them without them being said. He presses forward that little bit of space between them and connects their mouths together, kissing Lan Wangji so softly, so earnestly. His eyes flutter close and he sighs softly, losing himself to the touch. ]
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But then it settles in that they are really doing this, if Wei Ying changed his mind he would have made it known by now, and the people next door are still going at it and it gives him a burst of confidence. In a swift motion his hand drops to the shoulder just below it and pushes against it as his body advances forward, crowding Wei Wuxian's space and forcing him to retreat until his back meets with the mattress below it, Lan Wangji hovering over him as he kisses him again in a way that is decidedly not as chaste— open mouthed and a little tongue, a kiss that he quite clearly does not intend to break any time soon. ]
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But then Lan Wangji seems to get a burst of confidence from somewhere and is pushing him back, onto his back, and Wei Wuxian makes a curious noise before his mouth is enveloped by hot tongue and open mouthed kisses. He's surprised by it, initially, but there's no way he doesn't feel the pull to sink into them and so, he does. His hands slide up from resting on Lan Wangji's chest to wrap his arms around his neck, one of his legs hooking around Lan Wangji's hip and he kisses him back with just as much hunger and need as Lan Wangji is showing him. Okay, yeah, the chaste kisses were nice but this is... this is better. ]
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He shifts briefly to his elbows as he hoists himself a little further up, letting more of his weight press Wei Wuxian down as he keeps his soulmate trapped there beneath him in a flurry of kisses. It feels wonderful, feels right. Lan Wangji isn't exactly sure what the intention is here and he wonders if Wei Ying is still battling against the call to slumber— it's too hard to tell in the absence of light— but perhaps if he's lucky he will be able to keep this, he thinks. To continue indulging in the taste of his mouth, and if sleep finally takes him they will remain like this, in each other's arms and Wei Ying nicely nestled under him, safe, warm, within optimal distance to steal a few more kisses.
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More of Lan Wangji's weight presses down upon him and he groans softly, his leg tightening on Lan Wangji's hip and fingers sinking into the back of his hair. His mouth opens for that tongue, letting their mouths move against each other and moaning softly around it. He wants... he wants to continue to feel Lan Wangji's weight pressing him down into the mattress. He wants to continue to feel his mouth, devouring him completely. He wants to continue kissing, and kissing, and kissing, and kissing.
A soft groan, into Lan Wangji's mouth — ]
Nnh... Lan Zhan...
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[ Forever destined to respond whenever his soulmate calls for him, Lan Wangji parts from the kisses, nuzzling at Wei Wuxian's jaw for a moment while allowing himself to speak. What Wei Ying calls for, he doesn't know. Well— he can hope it is what he thinks it is, an open-ended plead for more. It certainly doesn't sound like a no from the tone, a call to stop. He seems perfectly content to be trapped under Lan Wangji's weight, making no effort to struggle or break free.
( Though there is something to be said about that sudden flash of imagery, of Wei Ying attempting to wriggle free from beneath him, pleading for mercy or leniency and being given none. Hmm. )
Lan Wangji answers, but not with words.
His mouth roams to nip and kiss at the neck on offer beside it as a hand begins to explore too, slipping under Wei Wuxian's shirt to run over his stomach and lower chest with an inquisitive touch before it retreats lower and settles back onto the bone of his hip, holding him down with a firm grip as he rocks himself forward. He'd already been laying there half hard since before the kissing, ever since their close proximity and the added audio began, and there is no way to hide it now as their bodies press together— isn't even aiming to hide it but instead hopes to draw the same reaction in return, to know that Wei Ying feels the same in return, that he wants, that simply kissing is not enough, could never be enough. ]
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It pulls a whine from his throat, more aching in his gut, the urge to just press forward and give himself all over to Lan Wangji. His breathing is choppy and unmeasured, his focus only on the two of them here in this cramped room, in this warm bed. He hasn't even noticed if the moaning from earlier is still happening, not when his own is drowning it out.
Then Lan Wangji rocks himself forward, presses his cock against Wei Wuxian's and all Wei Wuxian can do is moan, a little louder now, his own sensitive cock pressing against Lan Wangji's through their thin clothes. His cock is half-hard, pressing against his briefs, and he squirms as his hips arch up and the heels of his feet dig into the mattress underneath him. His arms shift as well, sliding down to grip Lan Wangji's shoulders from behind and he shudders.
His voice comes, a little ragged from all the kissing and he murmurs against Lan Wangji's mouth, unable to break completely from his lips. ]
You want me. [ God, how remarkable that is, to know that Lan Wangji wants Wei Wuxian even if just carnally. ] You want me. Take me.
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He responds with another, rather forceful kiss as the hand gripping Wei Wuxian's hip dips under his t-shirt instead, feeling his way up over stomach and abs until reaching a nipple, fingers circling over it before he gives a teasing, testing pinch about the same time teeth do the same to Wei Wuxian's bottom lip as he retreats from the kiss. ]
Wei Ying will be louder.
[... than the neighbours. ]
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The pinch to his nipple gets an arched back and a cut off cry as his lip is bitten and he squirms underneath Lan Wangji. His body is sensitive to his touch and those calloused fingers feel all too good on his skin, especially his chest. And then there's Lan Wangji's words, assured and not even a little hesitant. It makes Wei Wuxian flush, just a little. ]
Yeah? Well, it's only fair since they were keeping us awake first.
[ A pause here, his eyes look away and then back up to Lan Wangji, the darkness they're wrapped up in making him feel a little bold. ]
You like that? Making me moan?
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Too much silence, before.
[ In his life. For too long. Should never have been allowed to happen. Lan Wangji means it in all serious— perhaps too much seriousness to bring upon certain, ah, activities. ]
I always enjoy hearing Wei Ying. A reminder that he lives.
[ Whether that is laughing, joking, complaining or, apparently, moaning through getting fucked. ]
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It has him acting on instinct completely, tugging Lan Wangji up to him so he can kiss him on the mouth, earnest and hungry. It's a little clunky too, his nerves getting the best of him, but he licks into Lan Wangji's mouth, offers his own up, and shakes with needy desire. When the kiss breaks, Wei Wuxian can only press his forehead to Lan Wangji's and breathe out heavily, eyes closed for a moment. ]
You're too much. How's a guy supposed to reply to something like that? Just... just stay by my side, okay? I'll be as noisy as you want.
[ Nothing will ever feel as miserable to him as that moment it felt like Lan Wangji wasn't going to travel around with him anymore, that he was going to go back to Gusu and leave Wei Wuxian alone. But then he had him back and —
And ended up in Golden Peacock, alone until Lan Wangji arrived. Really, people gotta stop taking Lan Wangji away from him, it's not cool at all. ]
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But Wei Wuxian had been gone for months, living in this place and he didn't even know it. Would it have made a difference if they were together? Would they have been taken together? He cannot know for sure, other than there being no way he would chance it, if he knew. ]
Mn. Shall keep you by my side.
[ Every day. It's... non-optional, both here in Golden Peacock and then once they manage to return home. The possibility that he could lose him again is just too much, too present now in Lan Wangji's mind, and he cannot allow himself to chance it.
As he speaks and absorbs the delightful kiss, the lingering taste of Wei Wuxian's mouth and the feel of his forehead pressed against his own, he shifts his weight back into his legs as they draw up to kneel between Wei Wuxian's own. Pulling back slightly, that meticulous Gusu training regimen and subsequent core strength lets him hover there over the body beneath him without faltering as he draws both arms back to pull up his pesky t-shirt and remove it entirely, and being one to never leave a job half finished he reaches for the briefs soon after, helping one leg out and then the other before discarding them somewhere at the foot of the bed.
It's hard to see relying upon what little light makes it way into the room so his only option is to feel, letting hands run from Wei Ying's shoulders and over his chest, taking his time with it as they continue their descent and eventually settle on both sides of his hips, thumbs running over skin and the bones hidden beneath them. Too much bone, still. Silently musing to himself while sitting upright, he shall have to make sure Wei Ying is eating plenty. Lan Wangji is fairly certain he could——
With a firm grip and a squeeze of Wei Wuxian's hips, it doesn't take much effort for him to tug him downwards and then upright as a hand snakes around his lower back, and in a matter of seconds his soulmate soon finds himself comfortably seated in Lan Wangji's lap, legs splayed out either side of him.
—— Yeah, he figured he could do that with very little resistance. And if it means that Wei Wuxian's ass is now in a prime spot to be touched, felt, kneaded, well. That's just a bonus. ]
Wei Ying should be as noisy as he wants. Needn't submit to silence.
[ And while it very much pertains to sex it isn't only about that. For as many times that Wei Wuxian has been loud and brash and outspoken there have been times he muted his words, kept his silence, made himself smaller by smothering his presence. Especially since his return. Be loud, Lan Wangji thinks, you have earned the right. ]
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Which means he lets Lan Wangji undress him, not even a little bit resistant. The shirt goes and the underwear next, a little hitched breath as his erection is freed from its confines. He squirms a little at the touches to his body, wants Lan Wangji to touch him some more. More and more and more. Those warm hands on his skin do everything for him. He moves easily with Lan Wangji as well, his touch an easy guide for Wei Wuxian to follow.
So, when he grips his hips and lifts him up, Wei Wuxian just moves with him. He ends up in his lap, nice and snug, his erection pressed against their stomachs and he feels a hand on his ass, possessive in its touch and Wei Wuxian likes this even better. His arms go around Lan Wangji's neck and he grins a little lopsided and stupid. Impulsively, he kisses the tip of Lan Wangji's nose and lets his head fall back as he laughs brightly. He feels... so good right now. ]
Hahahaha, Lan Zhan...! [ He presses another kiss to his lips, just smushed against him and barely a kiss with the way he can't stop smiling. When he pulls away, his hands reach up to cup Lan Wangji's cheeks in both hands, squishing his face for a moment. ] Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan~! I really am nothing without you, you make me so happy.
[ But like, platonically. Either way, he's going to follow that by pinching both of Lan Wangji's cheeks, stretching them after and laughing even brighter. He won't stretch them for too long, just long enough to be annoying and then he goes back to squishing his cheeks instead. ]
Hehehe...
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Boring..
[ As he always used to say when a teenage Wei Wuxian was pigtail pulling for his attention, though this time it carries a rather fond, exasperated tone rather than any seriousness. It's a good thing it's dark, his face wouldn't be nearly as thick enough to withstand this! Only one thing for it, to turn the tides back in his favour.
Lan Wangji grips at the ass within his reach, pinches it even, as his head dodges Wei Ying's octopus grip and and lowers to bite a chunk out of his shoulder, latching onto it with his teeth and not letting go. ]
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You...!
[ Ow. He winces as he's bitten and then tries to shake Lan Wangji off but the guy just won't let go and it's such an absurd reaction to him teasing him that all Wei Wuxian can do is laugh, even as he shoves fruitlessly at Lan Wangji's chest. ]
Ha ha ha ha! Look at you, biting me like a dog...! Next I'll have to get you some treats and a collar.
[ Which, well, the idea of putting Lan Wangji in a collar is... not unappealing now that he thinks about it. But still, geez! What is this guy even doing?! He's going to slide his arms around Lan Wangji's shoulders again, turning his head to press his lips to Lan Wangji's temple before letting his voice drop and murmuring into his ear. ]
Lan Zhan, c'mon. I thought you were going to fuck me. I thought you were going to make me moan...
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His teeth let go finally as he hums a noise of confirmation against Wei Wuxian's poor abused skin, dropping a kiss over what will soon be a spectacular bruise before doing the very same thing at a spot lower down— at least less intense, more forgiving this time, though likely a sharp nip all the same. ]
Only if Wei Ying behaves.
[ And can reign in his teasing.... allowing Lan Wangji to tease him in his own way, in return? Talk about double standards...
He raises his head then to kiss once more, fingers still digging in to Wei Wuxian's waist to keep him in place as he becomes more emboldened, claiming his soulmate's mouth, his tongue, and allowing himself to explore the sensation and the taste in a way he hadn't allowed himself before, not letting up and immediately chasing those lips every time they have to break apart for air until eventually it becomes too much. Letting their foreheads rest against one another once more while catching breath as he reaches for the arms wrapped around him, guiding them down to the loose ties of his underrobe, hoping that Wei Wuxian understands the hint. And if not, he speaks, in a voice shaky and low: ]
..Undress me.
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