[ Wei Wuxian doesn't know what's going on in Lan Wangji's head as they kiss, as his body shivers and squeezes around the fingers in his hole. He doesn't realize he's sensing trepidation from Wei Wuxian when really, it's just adjustment. The kissing is helping, helping him relax, helping his body feel at ease and he just tries to let go and not tense up as Lan Wangji touches him so earnestly.
But then Lan Wangji is pulling away from his mouth and moving down his body. Wei Wuxian makes a confused noise and sits up on his elbows, watching as Lan Wangji settles between his legs and oh. Oh. He swallows, hard, and watches as his cock slips between Lan Wangji's lips, as the man begins to suck and mouth on him while his fingers touch at his hole and Wei Wuxian lets out a punched out groan, lifting a hand to cover his face with his fingers. Oh god, oh god, oh god. ]
L-Lan Zhan...!
[ He never in a million years thought that he'd ever get this treatment from Lan Wangji. The idea of him sucking his cock is... it's so outlandish and so beyond what a Lan should do, but here he is, doing exactly that. It feels illicit, like the first time Lan Wangji brought him Emperor's Smile in Cloud Recesses. But ten times more illicit than that. He moans, helpless, and falls back against the bed again. His hands cover his face, skin flushed pink with desire.
His hole is definitely relaxed now, easy for Lan Wangji to press two fingers inside of him and continue the stretch. ]
[ That's better. His fingers slip in, stretching out to open him up as the noise spilling from Wei Wuxian's mouth only inspires him to keep going, as he experimentally lets his tongue swirl over the head of the cock in his mouth.
Then Wei Ying calls out his name, and in this newfound confidence it would seem he also found the inspiration to be a bit of a brat as his mouth opens, letting his cock slide out of it with an illicitly wet sound as he answers, fingers still working inside him. ]
[ There is distress in his reaction as Lan Wangji pulls off his cock, as he teases him. He whines, helpless and overwhelmed and pushes up to his elbows to look down at Lan Wangji. He looks disheveled, a mess, with the ribbon in his hair askew and knocking his ponytail out of place while his bangs fall messily into his face.
Around Lan Wangji's fingers, he squeezes. ]
You're a menace! [ He groans then, eyes fluttering closed as he pushes back on those fingers. ] Just... keep... keep touching me, okay?
[ He'll absolutely die if Lan Wangji stops touching him, mouth or fingers. ]
[ 'Mn' indeed.. interpret that as you will. Lan Wangji almost has the showings of what could be considered a smirk on his face now that the apprehension from before seems to have dissipated, and he even stretches his two fingers a little, pushes them in a little deeper as he watches Wei Wuxian's expression.
But he can also play nice, and he really does hold the desire to grant his Wei Ying anything he wants for, so he takes him back into his mouth, jaw falling slack as he bobs his head a little to take in more, becoming a little more coordinated with it as his fingers work to open him up. It's still not enough he thinks to himself, Wei Ying's body so new to this and tight that there is resistance even with the two, so as his fingers pull out and glide back in he adds a third to push past the rim, to keep him thoroughly full and hopefully to relax around them, and ready him to take something more.. weighty ]
[ The overstimulation is far too much. He's never had this much attention to his cock before, let alone his hole, and the combination of the two has him writhing on the bed, toes curled and eyes closed as he pants heavily. He can't stop as he keeps gasping out — ]
L-Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan... ahh... Lan Zhan, please... mmm...
[ Just soft, pleading cries of his name, over and over, unable to keep quiet. At the third finger, he whimpers so helplessly, so wantonly, hands clutching the pillow under his head as a full body shiver runs through him. He's lost in a sea of pleasure at this point, drowning as wave after wave crashes over him and pulls him under. They haven't even gotten to the main event yet but he feels himself overwhelmed and happy, so, so, blissfully happy. ]
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But then Lan Wangji is pulling away from his mouth and moving down his body. Wei Wuxian makes a confused noise and sits up on his elbows, watching as Lan Wangji settles between his legs and oh. Oh. He swallows, hard, and watches as his cock slips between Lan Wangji's lips, as the man begins to suck and mouth on him while his fingers touch at his hole and Wei Wuxian lets out a punched out groan, lifting a hand to cover his face with his fingers. Oh god, oh god, oh god. ]
L-Lan Zhan...!
[ He never in a million years thought that he'd ever get this treatment from Lan Wangji. The idea of him sucking his cock is... it's so outlandish and so beyond what a Lan should do, but here he is, doing exactly that. It feels illicit, like the first time Lan Wangji brought him Emperor's Smile in Cloud Recesses. But ten times more illicit than that. He moans, helpless, and falls back against the bed again. His hands cover his face, skin flushed pink with desire.
His hole is definitely relaxed now, easy for Lan Wangji to press two fingers inside of him and continue the stretch. ]
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Then Wei Ying calls out his name, and in this newfound confidence it would seem he also found the inspiration to be a bit of a brat as his mouth opens, letting his cock slide out of it with an illicitly wet sound as he answers, fingers still working inside him. ]
Yes, Wei Ying? Did you need something?
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Around Lan Wangji's fingers, he squeezes. ]
You're a menace! [ He groans then, eyes fluttering closed as he pushes back on those fingers. ] Just... keep... keep touching me, okay?
[ He'll absolutely die if Lan Wangji stops touching him, mouth or fingers. ]
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[ 'Mn' indeed.. interpret that as you will. Lan Wangji almost has the showings of what could be considered a smirk on his face now that the apprehension from before seems to have dissipated, and he even stretches his two fingers a little, pushes them in a little deeper as he watches Wei Wuxian's expression.
But he can also play nice, and he really does hold the desire to grant his Wei Ying anything he wants for, so he takes him back into his mouth, jaw falling slack as he bobs his head a little to take in more, becoming a little more coordinated with it as his fingers work to open him up. It's still not enough he thinks to himself, Wei Ying's body so new to this and tight that there is resistance even with the two, so as his fingers pull out and glide back in he adds a third to push past the rim, to keep him thoroughly full and hopefully to relax around them, and ready him to take something more.. weighty ]
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L-Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan... ahh... Lan Zhan, please... mmm...
[ Just soft, pleading cries of his name, over and over, unable to keep quiet. At the third finger, he whimpers so helplessly, so wantonly, hands clutching the pillow under his head as a full body shiver runs through him. He's lost in a sea of pleasure at this point, drowning as wave after wave crashes over him and pulls him under. They haven't even gotten to the main event yet but he feels himself overwhelmed and happy, so, so, blissfully happy. ]