"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.
He paused for a moment holding his terrible tongue as a bright smile crept across his face. "What can I do to get a full smile? I love your smile, but you only ever tease it," he kissed at the corner of Lan Wangji's lips.
Lan Wangji murmured his name, pausing his thrusts for the moment settled deep inside Wei Wuxian's body. He stared at his husband's smile for a moment, then captured his lips in a proper deep kiss. As tongues entwined, there was the sensation of his own lips curving upwards a little further, but by the time he finally separated them again, Lan Wangji was back to showing only a hint of a smile.
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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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Lan Wangji murmured his name, pausing his thrusts for the moment settled deep inside Wei Wuxian's body. He stared at his husband's smile for a moment, then captured his lips in a proper deep kiss. As tongues entwined, there was the sensation of his own lips curving upwards a little further, but by the time he finally separated them again, Lan Wangji was back to showing only a hint of a smile.