Lan Wangji moved his head away very slightly, but with Wei Wuxian's arm around his waist, there wasn't very far he could go. The obvious attention did, in fact, make them flush an even darker shade, and he closed his eyes for a moment.
"Shameless." But which of the two of them was he referring to?
A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again and looked directly at Wei Wuxian. "We should find our quarters." After all the teasing during the discussion, he didn't want to wait much longer. Even the immaculate gardens and the other beautiful sights around had no way of comparing to his husband when it came to Lan Wangji's desire to appreciate them at this moment.
"Despite the white outside you are completely black within," it was said with all the love and adoration he could give, and a bit of a teasing lilt. There was no argument there and he easily followed along.
Of course, their quarters would be appropriate for the status, nothing less would do of honored guests of rank. That wasn't anything Wei Wuxian concerned himself about. What he did want to know was who was rooming nearby.
And who it was would be immediately apparent. As the two approached their quarters, a figure was already nearly at the door to the room beside theirs. At the sound of approach, Jiang Cheng turned around and did a double take, then stared openly as his expression got more and more infuriated by the second.
Lan Wangji leveled an even gaze for a second in return, but the moment he put his hand on the door to slide it open, Jiang Cheng couldn't hold back any longer.
"You two...!"
Lan Wangji lifted his gaze again, stepping slightly in front of Wei Wuxian as if to guard him.
"What mockery is this? First the seats, then our sleeping quarters! Am I allowed no peace here?!"
Wei Wuxian shrunk back again, feeling awkward at the encounter. Jiang Cheng was just... too complicated.
"Jiang Cheng, don't make so much noise, it's not as bad as you're making it out to be," he said while sticking his head out a little, but still tugging a little at the back of Lan Wangji's robes.
"Let him rage, we don't have to deal with it," he wanted to run away quickly.
"How is it not that bad?! Do you two not understand what it's like to be put next to you day and night?!"
As much as Lan Wangji wanted the time for them together in their room, Wei Wuxian's comfort took priority. He didn't make any effort confront Jiang Cheng, instead taking his husband by the hand and leading him away without a world. Jiang Cheng yelled after them a little more, but Lan Wangji had stopped listening.
They went back along the path they took to get here, but at one point Lan Wangji led the two of them down a narrow path between buildings. They rounded a corner and get just out of sight, at which point his grip on Wei Wuxian's hand tightened. Suddenly he was pressing it to one of the walls, high enough that it was above Wei Wuxian's head, and kissing him soundly.
The urge to turn around and yell back was there, but Lan Wangji's lead prevented him from taking the bait into a fight. Especially a fight he didn't want to have in the first place. Thinking about Jiang Cheng and his anger always left him feeling conflicted, unsure, and a bit insecure. And though those feelings did not last too long, it did help walking away. As their steps increased he felt himself grow calmer, just being the two of them always helped with that.
And anything left flew right out of his head at the kiss and the wall at his back. Nothing to worry about, because Lan Wangji was there, always there. Eagerly he kissed back, snacking his hands up behind his husband's shoulders, lingering a little on how firm they were. So much hidden behind his robes. Would anyone guess just how strong he was just by looking!?
He felt like all of his cares could melt away with just a moment like this.
With all of the teasing from before, Lan Wangji had little ability to hold himself back. Wei Wuxian was truly his greatest weakness, digging past all his discipline in an instant and drawing out the possessiveness, the hunger, the desire that lay within. He wanted to lay claim to his husband here and now, if not in their sleeping quarters than at least in this private alley, building on one side and wall on the other to help make this space their own.
And, perhaps to get Wei Wuxian back for the teasing, he paused to give a bite to Wei Wuxian's lower lip before resuming the kiss.
So hungry, he had to stifle a laugh or more, he could not help but have his laugh stifled with Lan Wangji's lips. He let it linger before pulling at his lips in return and breaking away for a moment.
"Er gege, are you starving? I did not nearly tease you so much to be so wanting," if he believed this or not was anyone's guess since he could not help himself from teasing even now. "What will people say if they pass by? Oh! How scandalous!" of course, that was half the fun, the potential, the outrage!
"But then, I have been naughty all day, my behavior needs to be addressed, does it not?"
Fire burned in Lan Wangji's gaze as he stared at his husband. Under such teasing, there was no way for him to stop. He captured Wei Wuxian's lips in another kiss. He let go of his hand to grab Wei Wuxian's thighs and drag his body close, lifting him slightly so he was only being supported between the wall and Lan Wangji's hold. He pressed their hips together, letting Wei Wuxian feel exactly how he planned to "address his behavior".
He was delighted by the intensity and the grip. The hard wall behind him and the hard Lan Wangji before him. With enthusiasm, he hooked his legs around and though there was no room to pull closer, did tighten them as if he could.
He opened his mouth to indulge in their kiss and to tease a little more with his tongue.
Lan Wangji pulled back to murmur it, his voice breathy, then picked up the kiss right where it was left off. This was his last best chance to stop but he didn't consider it for even a moment. Instead he let go with one hand and held Wei Wuxian up entirely with the other, his free hand starting to tug at Wei Wuxian's sash to loosen it.
He had done his part to get the two of them away from anyone unsuspecting. If anyone were to come see, let them see. If anyone were to get closer and hear, let them hear. They had made this space their own, and Lan Wangji was going to give his husband exactly what he deserved.
He felt his breath being taken away but indulged all the more. He wanted to say how strong Lan Zhan was, how only he could hold someone up with one hand, how anyone else would be jealous and wish they could have someone like him, but he was the only one allowed this treasure. But, he was too interested in the taste and teasing lips before him.
But, eventually, as breath was finally needed he broke free, reaching to the side to bite at Lan Wangji's ear and pull it.
"If you tug any harder you might rip it. What will people say?" he had to tease. "Of course I will have to explain that your strength is just too much, and your desire too deep. What can I do? This monster must be sedated, and sedate it is my duty!" at this he pulled at Lan Wangji's collar completely dishevaling it so he could slip a hand against his chest.
And they most certainly brought more along with them on this trip. Lan Wangji was self-aware enough to plan for that sort of thing.
But his voice continued to be heavy, and with Wei Wuxian now at his ear, he wasn't able to put his lips on him so easily. That hand on his chest was so warm it might as well be fire, and he only wanted it all the more. He finished tugging the belt loose enough that it let go of its hold on Wei Wuxian's pants. With the practice of having done this several times already, he easily handled Wei Wuxian's body in his grip such that he could pull clothing down and past the curve of his husband's ass, exposing the round flesh to the air. He gave a roll of his hips, letting his cock drag against that hole with only his own clothing in the way now, before pushing a finger into Wei Wuxian's body.
Then he leaned in to put his lips to Wei Wuxian's neck and kiss there, only barely holding himself back from marking. As much as this was improper, this was just the two of them. Bringing Wei Wuxian to the conference talks with marks on him, when he was present to represent Lan Xichen, was unacceptable.
He squeezed his legs at the finger, rubbing as much as he could from the position he was in.
"Should I return with a completely different dress? They will be scandalized, some of those old fools might drop dead on the spot," as if to egg on he licked the spot of Lan Wangji's neck he was closest to. "Or maybe just lose the pants entirely?"
He let his hand wander, his fingers trace over the brand mark. A mark that united them.
His voice was full of warmth and he slid a second finger in.
Lan Wangji may not have remembered the moment the brand had made contact with his skin, but the pain it represented had taken years to fade. Years of guilt over being unable to save Wei Wuxian, of watching him shoulder so many burdens that it had crushed him, of being unable to support him.
Now he was resolved to never be unable to support Wei Wuxian ever again.
As he worked his fingers, he used his face to nudge the somewhat-loosened robes along Wei Wuxian's shoulder. As soon as they had exposed skin that they otherwise covered, Lan Wangji gave a bite. A bite to mark, to hide under clothing, to only be revealed between the two of them.
He shifted slightly to make his robes fall back all the easier, he was even willing to throw them to the wind if it would be fun.
The bites of Lan Wangji were an interesting thing. It was something he had gotten used to, and had come to enjoy. A combination of adrenaline and arousal rushed through him, to be claimed so violently. He dug his fingers into Lan Wangji gasping softly.
With more skin to access, Lan Wangji bit in a different place, right as he slid a third finger in.
"... Wei Ying."
He murmured it into his ear, then removed his fingers. He was eager to get inside of his husband, and quickly set to loosening his own belt so he could remove the last clothing still between them.
Wei Wuxian changed his grip so he could position himself slightly better, making it easier for Lan Wangji to free himself and thus enter him.
"Lan Zhan, I can't wait anymore, I want to feel you inside, your fingers aren't enough, I'm too molded to your shame," he spoke in a half whine while nipping at his husband's ear before resuming in the most sultry tone he could manage. "Er gege, I need you to fuck me hard and make me cry until I have nothing left but to beg for mercy."
Lan Wangji's ears turned bright red, and a moment later, he was pushing himself deep inside his husband. He was always so weak to Wei Wuxian's filthy mouth, completely unable to hold himself back once he began saying things like that. Once Lan Wangji was inside he only paused long enough to position his husband against the wall and get a good grip on his hips, and then he was fucking hard, exactly as requested.
He leaned in to give another bite to Wei Wuxian's shoulder.
"I love it when you're forceful!" he dug his fingers into Lan Wangjis hair on the back of his head, holding him tightly as he was bitten. He could feel him all the way in and the wall cold and hard against his back. The potential for being discovered just made it all the more invigorating mixing it all up into a sexual euphoria.
"Ah~ Er gege, whatever will we do if someone comes across us like this? I am such a villain to entice you when the risk is so great," of course despite his words of supposed concern his tone was anything but. Filled with seduction and arousal, far too loud to be trying to stay hidden properly. "Punish me, punish me with everything you have!" and he squeezed his legs to thrust his hips as much as his position would allow him.
"Then be quiet." But the look in Lan Wangji's eyes held an almost mischievous glint within his naturally stern expression, as if to say, let them come. He could force Wei Wuxian to be quiet; they both knew it. But he didn't, instead letting him say those filthy things. He pulled back a bit and then sunk into Wei Wuxian again, as if he could get even deeper with his second thrust. The he immediately picked a strong, fast pace to pound Wei Wuxian with. If this was a "punishment", Lan Wangji would be sure to make it so.
"You know that's impossible for me, how can I be quiet?" as if to emphasize the impossibleness of it he gave out an even louder moan at the deeper thrust and followed it with another at the new pace. "It's so much! Lan Zhan! Are you mad? Are you mad that I've played around too much?" Of course, he was loving every moment and his cries between his words let that be known.
"Ah! What is poor Wei Ying to do? I promise I will be good, so go easy, give mercy," and as what has become part of routine his legs and hips did not allow for any relenting.
"No mercy." Lan Wangji murmured it breathlessly, his pace not disrupted for an instant. How could he stop, when his husband was eagerly swallowing him all the way in, and making such loud noises? As impossible as it was for Wei Wuxian to be quiet, it was equally impossible for Lan Wangji to respond with anything but his full strength.
"You shall be punished until you learn to be quiet."
He had found his position. Without adjusting the two of them, Lan Wangji could easily continue for an hour in this exact arrangement, not allowing for pause or break. He watched Wei Wuxian as he thrust into him unrelentingly, taking in the sight and sounds of his husband.
"No mercy." He repeated it, and the hints of a smile tugged at the edges of his lips. There would certainly be no mercy for as long as Wei Wuxian so desperately begged for it. For as long as he could reply with those noises, those words, those expressions, Lan Wangji knew that the only option was to continue.
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"Shameless." But which of the two of them was he referring to?
A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again and looked directly at Wei Wuxian. "We should find our quarters." After all the teasing during the discussion, he didn't want to wait much longer. Even the immaculate gardens and the other beautiful sights around had no way of comparing to his husband when it came to Lan Wangji's desire to appreciate them at this moment.
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Of course, their quarters would be appropriate for the status, nothing less would do of honored guests of rank. That wasn't anything Wei Wuxian concerned himself about. What he did want to know was who was rooming nearby.
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Lan Wangji leveled an even gaze for a second in return, but the moment he put his hand on the door to slide it open, Jiang Cheng couldn't hold back any longer.
"You two...!"
Lan Wangji lifted his gaze again, stepping slightly in front of Wei Wuxian as if to guard him.
"What mockery is this? First the seats, then our sleeping quarters! Am I allowed no peace here?!"
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"Jiang Cheng, don't make so much noise, it's not as bad as you're making it out to be," he said while sticking his head out a little, but still tugging a little at the back of Lan Wangji's robes.
"Let him rage, we don't have to deal with it," he wanted to run away quickly.
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As much as Lan Wangji wanted the time for them together in their room, Wei Wuxian's comfort took priority. He didn't make any effort confront Jiang Cheng, instead taking his husband by the hand and leading him away without a world. Jiang Cheng yelled after them a little more, but Lan Wangji had stopped listening.
They went back along the path they took to get here, but at one point Lan Wangji led the two of them down a narrow path between buildings. They rounded a corner and get just out of sight, at which point his grip on Wei Wuxian's hand tightened. Suddenly he was pressing it to one of the walls, high enough that it was above Wei Wuxian's head, and kissing him soundly.
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And anything left flew right out of his head at the kiss and the wall at his back. Nothing to worry about, because Lan Wangji was there, always there. Eagerly he kissed back, snacking his hands up behind his husband's shoulders, lingering a little on how firm they were. So much hidden behind his robes. Would anyone guess just how strong he was just by looking!?
He felt like all of his cares could melt away with just a moment like this.
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And, perhaps to get Wei Wuxian back for the teasing, he paused to give a bite to Wei Wuxian's lower lip before resuming the kiss.
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"Er gege, are you starving? I did not nearly tease you so much to be so wanting," if he believed this or not was anyone's guess since he could not help himself from teasing even now. "What will people say if they pass by? Oh! How scandalous!" of course, that was half the fun, the potential, the outrage!
"But then, I have been naughty all day, my behavior needs to be addressed, does it not?"
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He opened his mouth to indulge in their kiss and to tease a little more with his tongue.
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Lan Wangji pulled back to murmur it, his voice breathy, then picked up the kiss right where it was left off. This was his last best chance to stop but he didn't consider it for even a moment. Instead he let go with one hand and held Wei Wuxian up entirely with the other, his free hand starting to tug at Wei Wuxian's sash to loosen it.
He had done his part to get the two of them away from anyone unsuspecting. If anyone were to come see, let them see. If anyone were to get closer and hear, let them hear. They had made this space their own, and Lan Wangji was going to give his husband exactly what he deserved.
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But, eventually, as breath was finally needed he broke free, reaching to the side to bite at Lan Wangji's ear and pull it.
"If you tug any harder you might rip it. What will people say?" he had to tease. "Of course I will have to explain that your strength is just too much, and your desire too deep. What can I do? This monster must be sedated, and sedate it is my duty!" at this he pulled at Lan Wangji's collar completely dishevaling it so he could slip a hand against his chest.
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And they most certainly brought more along with them on this trip. Lan Wangji was self-aware enough to plan for that sort of thing.
But his voice continued to be heavy, and with Wei Wuxian now at his ear, he wasn't able to put his lips on him so easily. That hand on his chest was so warm it might as well be fire, and he only wanted it all the more. He finished tugging the belt loose enough that it let go of its hold on Wei Wuxian's pants. With the practice of having done this several times already, he easily handled Wei Wuxian's body in his grip such that he could pull clothing down and past the curve of his husband's ass, exposing the round flesh to the air. He gave a roll of his hips, letting his cock drag against that hole with only his own clothing in the way now, before pushing a finger into Wei Wuxian's body.
Then he leaned in to put his lips to Wei Wuxian's neck and kiss there, only barely holding himself back from marking. As much as this was improper, this was just the two of them. Bringing Wei Wuxian to the conference talks with marks on him, when he was present to represent Lan Xichen, was unacceptable.
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"Should I return with a completely different dress? They will be scandalized, some of those old fools might drop dead on the spot," as if to egg on he licked the spot of Lan Wangji's neck he was closest to. "Or maybe just lose the pants entirely?"
He let his hand wander, his fingers trace over the brand mark. A mark that united them.
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His voice was full of warmth and he slid a second finger in.
Lan Wangji may not have remembered the moment the brand had made contact with his skin, but the pain it represented had taken years to fade. Years of guilt over being unable to save Wei Wuxian, of watching him shoulder so many burdens that it had crushed him, of being unable to support him.
Now he was resolved to never be unable to support Wei Wuxian ever again.
As he worked his fingers, he used his face to nudge the somewhat-loosened robes along Wei Wuxian's shoulder. As soon as they had exposed skin that they otherwise covered, Lan Wangji gave a bite. A bite to mark, to hide under clothing, to only be revealed between the two of them.
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He shifted slightly to make his robes fall back all the easier, he was even willing to throw them to the wind if it would be fun.
The bites of Lan Wangji were an interesting thing. It was something he had gotten used to, and had come to enjoy. A combination of adrenaline and arousal rushed through him, to be claimed so violently. He dug his fingers into Lan Wangji gasping softly.
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"... Wei Ying."
He murmured it into his ear, then removed his fingers. He was eager to get inside of his husband, and quickly set to loosening his own belt so he could remove the last clothing still between them.
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"Lan Zhan, I can't wait anymore, I want to feel you inside, your fingers aren't enough, I'm too molded to your shame," he spoke in a half whine while nipping at his husband's ear before resuming in the most sultry tone he could manage. "Er gege, I need you to fuck me hard and make me cry until I have nothing left but to beg for mercy."
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He leaned in to give another bite to Wei Wuxian's shoulder.
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"Ah~ Er gege, whatever will we do if someone comes across us like this? I am such a villain to entice you when the risk is so great," of course despite his words of supposed concern his tone was anything but. Filled with seduction and arousal, far too loud to be trying to stay hidden properly. "Punish me, punish me with everything you have!" and he squeezed his legs to thrust his hips as much as his position would allow him.
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"Ah! What is poor Wei Ying to do? I promise I will be good, so go easy, give mercy," and as what has become part of routine his legs and hips did not allow for any relenting.
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"You shall be punished until you learn to be quiet."
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He clung harder, using the wall behind him as leverage to adjust his weight to accommodate everything that was given to him.
"Lan Zhan, if I am to be quiet you may have to fuck me until I lose my voice or lose my consciousness."
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He had found his position. Without adjusting the two of them, Lan Wangji could easily continue for an hour in this exact arrangement, not allowing for pause or break. He watched Wei Wuxian as he thrust into him unrelentingly, taking in the sight and sounds of his husband.
"No mercy." He repeated it, and the hints of a smile tugged at the edges of his lips. There would certainly be no mercy for as long as Wei Wuxian so desperately begged for it. For as long as he could reply with those noises, those words, those expressions, Lan Wangji knew that the only option was to continue.
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