[ The desperation is mutual, at the very least. The way Lan Wangji manipulates his body, lowering him onto the grass so easily and then overwhelming him with his body pressed upon his own, it's all so good. Wei Wuxian only yelps slightly as he's picked up and pressed down but then there is Lan Wangji, covering him completely, and he sinks easily back into the kiss. Perhaps they should be a bit more careful, doing something like this out in the open like this but... Wei Wuxian doesn't care.
Because that desperation again is driving him to feel empty and hollow and only satisfied by the feeling of Lan Wangji taking him. Taking him. The melancholy from earlier is abating and now all his thoughts are consumed with lust and need. There's a moan as his arms go around Lan Wangji's body, fingernails digging into his shoulders as he arches his back and presses his body into the one flush on top of him.
He breaks the kissing just for a moment, just long enough to pant out — ]
There's... there's lubrication in my pocket.
[ A little tube. He's taken to carrying it around with him. Why? Well, because of things like this. They don't have sex outside of their room very often but Wei Wuxian was not going to be caught out here with no means of getting himself slicked up and ready for Lan Wangji's cock. No way. He's already soft from the night before, it won't take long to prep him. That's what he's thinking, at least, as he connects his mouth with Lan Wangji's again and lets himself be devoured. ]
[ Such foresight. So wonderful. So handsome. So smart. Without hesitation, one of Lan Wangji's hands begins to search for the tube, long and nimble fingers making their way between layers of clothing and feeling around in pockets before finding it.
While doing so he has exactly the same thought— after their activities the night before, it probably won't take much for Wei Wuxian to be ready for him, and then they can go at it right in this very spot hard and fast, easily spent and sated before the possibility of intrusion comes calling.
He lets the final kiss linger as his hands forgo cradling Wei Wuxian's head in favour of tugging at the waistband of the other man's clothing, pulling them and the underwear down in a singular move until they reach his knees, exposing his ass and flushed arousal to the elements as he pulls back a little to sit up more as he focuses on popping open the lubrication and dousing two fingers in a healthy coating as he silently leaves the decision in his Wei Ying's hands as to whether he wishes to properly shed clothes, change positions or literally just do it just like this. ]
[ 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. ]
[ Wei Wuxian is drooling at this point, unable to keep his moans inside and delirious with pleasure from the way Lan Wangji just laser focuses on his body, on fucking him so good. They've definitely done this enough times at this point that one would think Wei Wuxian would adapt to it, be able to keep his sense during it, but that's impossible when Lan Wangji truly knows his body better than he knows it himself.
The hard, consistent pressure against his most sensitive area has him squirming on Lan Wangji's cock, his hole clenching and unclenching around him. When Lan Wangji bites him, well, he's been bitten enough times by this man now to know that he likes it. There is only another sharp cry, still muffled by Lan Wangji's hand and fingers digging harder into the meat of his back as he clutches the man.
It truly feels like it went from zero to a hundred here, with the way Lan Wangji just knows exactly how to drive him insane. Wei Wuxian whimpers against him, eyes closed and panting heavily against his palm. That desperate, lonely ache in him from before has been filled, by Lan Wangji's presence, by Lan Wangji's cock. He is truly so satisfied. ]
[ Maybe they should do this more often. There is something extra thrilling about it which makes Lan Wangji's body burn with a new type of fire. Just fucking Wei Ying with such intensity, knowing it is overwhelming him even as he tries (and fails) to keep quiet through it, knowing that even if someone stumbled across them or heard them he wouldn't stop, not until his Wei Ying and his body are utterly spent.
Except no, they really shouldn't do this again, because it is bad. Very bad. So shameless.
Except Lan Wangji, as is the case with many things when it comes to Wei Ying, realises that he doesn't actually care about all those rules as much as he thought he did. It only seems to spur him on more, his cock thick and heavy as he keeps dealing out well-placed thrusts into the body he now knows just as well as his own, arousal swiftly climbing higher and higher as he submerges himself in the feel of it, the pleasant sting on his back as fingers dig into his scars, Wei Ying's muffled cries gifting his ears as his teeth continue to mark skin— definitely in places that will be hard to cover up, so that everybody will know who he truly belongs to.
He's close, so close now, and surely Wei Ying is too based on the lewd sounds he is making. Just a little more he thinks, as his voice rings in Wei Wuxian's ear all low and raspy. ]
[ They should definitely do this more often. Being fucked out of his mind in the middle of the vale where anyone could come across them if they made a bit too much noise... oh, it shouldn't be as enticing as it is but it really does feel incredible. Wei Wuxian's fingers are digging deep into Lan Wangji's back and his hole is tight around his cock, desperate for him to keep devouring him.
He wonders, at times like these, how good it'd feel back home too. Getting fucked silly by Lan Wangji in the back mountain of Cloud Recesses. Or screwing in the Jingshi. It's gotta be good, right? ... Right? He hopes when they finally, eventually go home, they can test it out then too. He has no intention to stop having sex with Lan Wangji when they get home. Though he probably should figure out a reason to justify that eventually. Because if Lan Wangji ever gets married—
...
No.
Don't think about that.
He's sufficiently distracted by a sudden thrust of Lan Wangji's cock, by his voice, dripping with sex, in his ear and saying such filthy things. Lan Wangji probably doesn't think he's very good at dirty talk but in Wei Wuxian's opinion, he's amazing at it. He knows precisely what to say to make Wei Wuxian lose control of his senses. Which is what happens when he hears Lan Wangji's question. Another punched out moan and Wei Wuxian is nodding vigorously against the palm covering his mouth. His breath hitches and his cock throbs and fuck, he wants to come. He wants to come so badly. ]
Nngh — Lan Zhan!
[ Muffled against skin, he cries out Lan Wangji's name as he shakes underneath him. He's so close, he's so close, he's so close. It takes just another few thrusts before his back arches off the ground and he's spilling freely against his stomach, ropes of come lathering his chest and splattering between them in a mess. Whoops. Tears leak from the edges of Wei Wuxian's eyes from how overwhelmed and satisfied he is and he moans again, whimpering softly as he drops back against the grass and squeezes tight around the heavy cock inside him. ]
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Because that desperation again is driving him to feel empty and hollow and only satisfied by the feeling of Lan Wangji taking him. Taking him. The melancholy from earlier is abating and now all his thoughts are consumed with lust and need. There's a moan as his arms go around Lan Wangji's body, fingernails digging into his shoulders as he arches his back and presses his body into the one flush on top of him.
He breaks the kissing just for a moment, just long enough to pant out — ]
There's... there's lubrication in my pocket.
[ A little tube. He's taken to carrying it around with him. Why? Well, because of things like this. They don't have sex outside of their room very often but Wei Wuxian was not going to be caught out here with no means of getting himself slicked up and ready for Lan Wangji's cock. No way. He's already soft from the night before, it won't take long to prep him. That's what he's thinking, at least, as he connects his mouth with Lan Wangji's again and lets himself be devoured. ]
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While doing so he has exactly the same thought— after their activities the night before, it probably won't take much for Wei Wuxian to be ready for him, and then they can go at it right in this very spot hard and fast, easily spent and sated before the possibility of intrusion comes calling.
He lets the final kiss linger as his hands forgo cradling Wei Wuxian's head in favour of tugging at the waistband of the other man's clothing, pulling them and the underwear down in a singular move until they reach his knees, exposing his ass and flushed arousal to the elements as he pulls back a little to sit up more as he focuses on popping open the lubrication and dousing two fingers in a healthy coating as he silently leaves the decision in his Wei Ying's hands as to whether he wishes to properly shed clothes, change positions or literally just do it just like this. ]
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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. ]
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The hard, consistent pressure against his most sensitive area has him squirming on Lan Wangji's cock, his hole clenching and unclenching around him. When Lan Wangji bites him, well, he's been bitten enough times by this man now to know that he likes it. There is only another sharp cry, still muffled by Lan Wangji's hand and fingers digging harder into the meat of his back as he clutches the man.
It truly feels like it went from zero to a hundred here, with the way Lan Wangji just knows exactly how to drive him insane. Wei Wuxian whimpers against him, eyes closed and panting heavily against his palm. That desperate, lonely ache in him from before has been filled, by Lan Wangji's presence, by Lan Wangji's cock. He is truly so satisfied. ]
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Except no, they really shouldn't do this again, because it is bad. Very bad. So shameless.
Except Lan Wangji, as is the case with many things when it comes to Wei Ying, realises that he doesn't actually care about all those rules as much as he thought he did. It only seems to spur him on more, his cock thick and heavy as he keeps dealing out well-placed thrusts into the body he now knows just as well as his own, arousal swiftly climbing higher and higher as he submerges himself in the feel of it, the pleasant sting on his back as fingers dig into his scars, Wei Ying's muffled cries gifting his ears as his teeth continue to mark skin— definitely in places that will be hard to cover up, so that everybody will know who he truly belongs to.
He's close, so close now, and surely Wei Ying is too based on the lewd sounds he is making. Just a little more he thinks, as his voice rings in Wei Wuxian's ear all low and raspy. ]
Does Wei Ying feel sufficiently filled, yet?
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He wonders, at times like these, how good it'd feel back home too. Getting fucked silly by Lan Wangji in the back mountain of Cloud Recesses. Or screwing in the Jingshi. It's gotta be good, right? ... Right? He hopes when they finally, eventually go home, they can test it out then too. He has no intention to stop having sex with Lan Wangji when they get home. Though he probably should figure out a reason to justify that eventually. Because if Lan Wangji ever gets married—
...
No.
Don't think about that.
He's sufficiently distracted by a sudden thrust of Lan Wangji's cock, by his voice, dripping with sex, in his ear and saying such filthy things. Lan Wangji probably doesn't think he's very good at dirty talk but in Wei Wuxian's opinion, he's amazing at it. He knows precisely what to say to make Wei Wuxian lose control of his senses. Which is what happens when he hears Lan Wangji's question. Another punched out moan and Wei Wuxian is nodding vigorously against the palm covering his mouth. His breath hitches and his cock throbs and fuck, he wants to come. He wants to come so badly. ]
Nngh — Lan Zhan!
[ Muffled against skin, he cries out Lan Wangji's name as he shakes underneath him. He's so close, he's so close, he's so close. It takes just another few thrusts before his back arches off the ground and he's spilling freely against his stomach, ropes of come lathering his chest and splattering between them in a mess. Whoops. Tears leak from the edges of Wei Wuxian's eyes from how overwhelmed and satisfied he is and he moans again, whimpering softly as he drops back against the grass and squeezes tight around the heavy cock inside him. ]