A product of my family upbringing. You think it amusing.
[ Or maybe.. you know.. it's the fact that he is LITERALLY old-fashioned, and was even centuries ago. Once a fuddy-duddy, always a fuddy-duddy.
They probably WOULD have to wait for marriage if a) it was anyone other than Wei Ying (an impossibility) and b) Lan Wangji didn't consider them already married. But they are, soul to soul, so it's fine.
As Wei Ying wraps an arm around his, Lan Wangji leans into it, the need to open doors and press buttons being the only reasoning why he doesn't reach out with his second hand to tug Wei Wuxian even closer. He gives a little non-committal hum in response to the kissing, agreeing that it really should wait until they are inside (soon... soon... ) and he leads them into the lobby elevator and with a flash of a keycard up, up, up, right to the top, and once it opens there is no hallway, only a single door?
Oh. They spoke about it before, kind of, but he's like rich rich.... ]
This is home.
[ And will be Wei Ying's also, eventually! Or it will be from the moment he steps one foot inside because he'll just never want to leave, if Lan Wangji gets his way. He should probably give a tour, show off his rabbits or something, but instead as soon as the door closes behind them he is stepping closer in silence, wrapping an arm around Wei Wuxian's back to pull him closer as he's being backed against the wall.. ]
[ There is laughter in response to Lan Wangji's reply. A product of his family upbringing. Okay. ]
I do. You're a real fuddy-duddy, you know that?
[ If anything confirms this is Wei Wuxian, the fact that he's calling Lan Wangji a fuddy-duddy cements it. But he doesn't mean it as an insult, it's just... cute. Lan Wangji is cute. He's all smiles as Lan Wangji leads him into the elevator and it's only as they go higher and higher, to the highest floor, that he begins to wonder if Lan Wangji doesn't just have an apartment but the penthouse. That's crazy, right? No way?
But oh, then he's led into a hallway with a single door and, okay. Yeah. He has the penthouse. That's insane. Holy shit. He's trying to quantify all this in his head as they pass through the door but then he doesn't have much time to do that before Lan Wangji is crowding him in against the wall and getting into his space. Oh. Oh.
He'll let go of his arm only so he can wrap his arms around Lan Wangji's neck and feel himself full of fluster. There is Lan Wangji with his soft fluffy hair and intense golden eyes, looking right at him and ahhh.... ahhh.... ]
[ There is no annoying car console or steering wheel in the way this time, no nosy granny serving breakfast, no managers or reporters. Finally he can kiss Wei Wuxian the way he had wanted.
They're up against the wall and Lan Wangji still has a hand clutching at the small of his back, the other brushing through hair as he leans in and kisses. It is definitely not a chaste or hesitant kiss but instead one that oozes confidence and the want for more, as if he were already so used to kissing his Wei Ying that it comes as natural as breathing, as if he is parched and desperate for contact, as if they had been apart for weeks or months and not merely hours.
He tilts his head as he coaxes Wei Wuxian's up, using those few inches of difference in height to deepen the kiss, to use tongue just a little, and when they finally need to take a moment's break for some actual air he speaks, low and quiet. ]
[ Wei Wuxian has never been kissed like this before. Never. To be fair, all of his kisses before today were acting related — either in workshops or on screen. He's never kissed anyone for pleasure, never wanted to, not until he met Lan Wangji. And the way Lan Wangji kisses him, like he knows exactly how to kiss Wei Wuxian, exactly what Wei Wuxian needs, no argument about it, it makes him weak in the knees and sink against his chest a little as his mouth is taken.
When the kiss breaks, Wei Wuxian has a dazed look on his face, arousal coursing through him. Lan Wangji is... wonderful, he thinks. Perfect. Exactly the man he needed and he didn't even realize it. He needs to tell him. Tell him the truth. That he's the only one Wei Wuxian has ever looked at, the only one he's ever actually wanted. ]
I have to confess something.
[ Voice a little hoarse, low and pleased. He tilts up on his tippy toes to get more in Lan Wangji's space, to wrap his arms tighter around his neck and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. ]
I've never kissed anyone before, if it wasn't for acting. I've never dated before. I've never had sex before. The first time I kissed anyone because I wanted to kiss them was in your car this morning. The first time I'll have sex will be tonight, with you. I've never been interested in anyone before, until I met you.
[ Which makes sense, if you know they're soulmates. If you don't, it might just seem like Wei Wuxian is lying or socially awkward since he's become so famous but... never been with anyone? All the people throwing themselves at his feet and he never liked any of them?
This combined with how fast they've been moving relationship wise, it should raise red flags, set off alarm bells, but it all makes sense if you know that his soul belongs to Lan Wangji and Lan Wangji alone. Wei Wuxian doesn't know how to explain himself either though. He just feels like something's awoken in him and he can't breathe if he's not around Lan Wangji. ]
[ Lan Wangji watches intently, giving all of his focus yet obviously curious as Wei Wuxian admits to having a confession. As he hears it however, and the understanding begins to settle in, the look before is exchanged for one which is happy, but also rather proud.
He had hoped that Wei Wuxian hadn't been with any others, didn't like the thought of him even dating anybody else even if it never lead to sex, or even kissing, but to have confirmation now is honestly so satisfying and he smiles, relaxed and content as he leans their foreheads together. When it comes to love and romance, they will always been each others firsts and onlys. ]
I have only ever wanted to kiss Wei Ying. Have only kissed Wei Ying. [ It isn't.... a lie... exactly.. even if certain details are withheld..] He will be the only one in my bed, the only one I want to wake up with.
[ And now he's just going to kiss him again, for good measure. ]
[ He is kissed before he can adequately reply and so he sinks into it, kissing back Lan Wangji with earnest presses of his lips and swipes of his tongue. There is something that bubbles in him, relief? Satisfaction? At the response that Lan Wangji hasn't pursued anyone before either. That Wei Wuxian will be his first, his only. He probably should've made that kiss in the car a bit sweeter, he thinks, if it was Lan Wangji's first kiss but... it was a good kiss regardless.
It's a little surreal then just how good Lan Wangji is at kissing him if this is one of his first few kisses. He's so confident, so bold. But maybe that's just an innate trait of Lan Wangji's, knowing what he wants and how to get it. Which, on that note, when the kiss (two of ten) breaks and Wei Wuxian is left panting softly against Lan Wangji's lips, he grins a little lopsided. ]
That... that doesn't mean I don't have experience. [ A grin, teasing. ] I have toys at home. I know what I like. What I want. When we get there... I really want you to fuck me.
[ And then he's pushing forward himself to kiss Lan Wangji again. He's a grown man who has had his own sexual desires! He's fucked himself with a dildo and dreamed of an imaginary man who would pin him down and take him. Now he has that man and he knows he wants his cock. He doesn't want any confusion here, he wants to be the one who gets fucked and he wants Lan Wangji to do it. ]
[ Aside from wondering if Wei Wuxian had sex before or not, Lan Wangji hadn't given it much thought otherwise as to what the other man had done in terms of discovering what he likes. Imagined scenarios when alone in his bed he had assumed, it hadn't mattered much because Lan Wangji's plan was to fuck him well enough he'd never want anything else, but now tempted with the knowledge of Wei Wuxian alone in his bed, tempted with the thoughts of him sweaty and writhing as he attempts to fill himself..
There was a plan. Hanging out and talking, later cooking, dinner, eventually bed, but now the order is being rewritten in his head]
Wei Ying.. [ He pulls back from that next kiss, still letting their lips brush against each other as he speaks. ] Keep saying such things, and your dinner is going to be delayed. I will be occupied.
[ Lan Wangji has such a specific way of speaking that it delights Wei Wuxian. It's a bit old-fashioned, coming from such a young face, and Wei Wuxian relishes in it. He thinks it makes him even more handsome, even more sexy, really. And the way he responds to him now does not lessen that attraction. I will be occupied, he says, instead of saying he's going to fuck Wei Wuxian. It makes him laugh.
Giddy, he leans up and kisses Lan Wangji's nose, fingers curling against his shoulders as he holds onto him and wiggles a little in his grip. He wants more, he can't say he doesn't. ]
Occupied, huh? Occupied with what?
[ A soft hum and he pulls one of his hands back to take Lan Wangji's wrist in his own, pulling his hand down, down, down until it's resting on Wei Wuxian's ass. That's what he wants. ]
With... kissing me? Touching me? Fucking me?
[ Another soft, chaste kiss against the corner of his lips. ]
Should I pretend I don't want that? I'm a really good actor, you know.
[ His hand is moved to rest upon ass as he cannot resist kneading into it with a firm grip, his other hand soon sliding downwards to join it on the other side. Plump and perky, bless those modern workout routines.
Wei Ying asks if he should pretend and while he knows it is in jest, he doesn't want that to happen at all, his hands slipping down a little further as he leans forward, wrapping around the back of Wei Wuxian's legs at the top of the thighs before Lan Wangji just hoists him up as he kisses, carrying him several inches from the ground as he begins walking them through the penthouse. ]
[ Admittedly, he's not expecting to be picked up but he doesn't dislike it at all. He lets out a soft, surprised gasp at the sudden lift but then he laughs, delighted, as his arms go around Lan Wangji's neck and his legs go around his hips. He's never treated like this, never the one who is swept off his feet and instead the one doing the sweeping. Granted, that's all in his roles as an actor and he's never had anything similar in real life but it's still exciting to be on the receiving end.
He likes it.
So, as they kiss, he groans softly into Lan Wangji's mouth and kisses and kisses and kisses him. He lifts a hand to sink it into Lan Wangji's hair, clutching a fistful of the soft strands and holding onto him tightly. His other arm goes around Lan Wangji's shoulders, clutching his shoulder from behind and holding onto him. As the kiss breaks and Lan Wangji talks, he grins a little stupid and looks at him with hungry, hungry eyes. ]
Good. I don't want to pretend otherwise. I want you to do it.
[ He should take more of a look around the penthouse as they make their way through it, trying to see the decor and the way Lan Wangji lives. But he's... distracted. So, all he does is sink into their next kiss, moaning softly against him and letting their tongues slide against each other with urgent, desperate desire. ]
[ Wei Wuxian wrapping his arms and legs around Lan Wangji's body makes it so much easier to carry him, one arm still wrapped around his waist for proper support while the other also offers 'support'... in the way of resting firmly on Wei Wuxian's ass as he continues to lead them through the apartment.
There are quick breaks in the kissing here and there, just enough to ensure he doesn't walk them straight into a table or a wall, but there is no lingering in his pace and soon enough they reach the open door to what must be his bedroom and with a final kiss he reaches out, untangling Wei Wuxian from him and promptly depositing (throwing) the other man down onto his (large, spacious, comfortable) bed. ]
Stay.
[ Stay still he means, as Lan Wangji wastes no time looming over him, not crawling onto the bed himself but instead bending forward as he stands beside it, capturing Wei Wuxian's mouth in one more heated kiss, quick and intense before he pulls back, reaching instead to pull off Wei Wuxian's shoes and discard them, then up to the waistband of his trousers as he begins to undo them and pull them down in one determined, fluid motion.
[ Lan Wangji's touch is possessive and determined and it's a complete 180 from his gentlemanly approach earlier. There's no hesitation, no polite resistance, there is only his blatant and unguarded lust for Wei Wuxian and it's making him feel dizzy from how much he likes it, how much he wants it. He's ... always wanted to feel wanted, it's part of why he became an actor. He liked the attention it gave him, the praise, things he never got living with the Jiangs and had to give to himself instead.
But Lan Wangji seems to really, truly, earnestly want him. Both physically and emotionally. It's surreal for him and he's trying his hardest not to make it weird and beg for more of it. But that's what he wants, he wants Lan Wangji's attention. All of it. Every last drop.
He swallows hard as he's dropped onto the bed, falling back onto his elbows and letting his legs splay wide as he watches Lan Wangji look down at him with that hunger that was in his touch. It gives him a shiver and then he's nodding at the command, unable to deny it. ]
As long as you'll have me.
[ He grins, lopsided, and then his mouth is taken in a kiss. His hand reaches up to curl against the back of Lan Wangji's neck and he kisses him with an eager hunger before the kiss breaks and he's left panting for breath. Then Lan Wangji is removing his shoes and then — then his pants. He doesn't even fight him on it, just lifting his hips so he can take them along with his briefs if he wants. He's hard and aching in his underwear, skin flushed pink all over from his arousal but his long legs are on display for Lan Wangji, his creamy thighs unblemished and untouched. ]
Hey, hey, are you going to fuck me from behind or the front? How do you want me?
[ It's a joke. Ha ha. Except it really isn't. What if he just asked Wei Ying to stay right now, to never go home again? Everything he needs, he could find here, and anything missing is a quick computer click or phone call away. He could do it.
Certainly something to contemplate, but later. Maybe he can just fuck Wei Ying well enough that he won't want to ever leave this bed. yeah, that's a better plan for now.
Leaving Wei Wuxian in his underwear, Lan Wangji stands before him, making it a point to maintain eye contact as he strips his own layers off one by one. The belt first, followed by trousers, then shirt and undershirt until he is left in nothing but his own underwear, arousal obvious and straining against them before he finally climbs onto the bed and settles himself in the spot between Wei Wuxian's legs. ]
In front, like this. Slowly. I wish to see your face.
[ Don't let him leave. Don't let him go. What good is it out there anyway? He's not that attached to his apartment, he could make a home right here, in Lan Wangji's bed, and never have to part with him. It's a crazy thought, just completely insane, but whatever mood they've been caught in has him thinking this exactly. He knows they'll have to have a Real Talk eventually about how committed they are to this, to each other, how much this has sped from zero to a hundred so quickly. But Wei Wuxian has this unshakeable faith that this is where he's meant to be, who he's meant to be with.
He's never believed in soulmates before but... well, this definitely has him considering things like fate and destiny a little bit more seriously.
For now, he watches as Lan Wangji strips and the more he reveals his body to Wei Wuxian, the more Wei Wuxian can't believe he gets to sleep with this guy. He's so fucking hot, every bit of his body is well toned and so clearly full of strength and Wei Wuxian whines softly, in the back of his throat, at the sight of the bulge in Lan Wangji's underwear. That's going to be inside of him and it's going to feel fantastic.
When Lan Wangji moves closer, Wei Wuxian shuffles a bit back on the bed to give him room to settle between his legs and Wei Wuxian can't resist the urge to touch. He reaches out, palms flat against Lan Wangji's abdomen and curling slightly against the warm skin. He bites his lip, he wants to lean in and drag his tongue over Lan Wangji's chest but he — he shouldn't. Or maybe he can? Maybe that's allowed?
Impulsively, he goes for it. Leaning in and dragging his tongue across one of Lan Wangji's nipples, up his chest to his throat and pulling away when he gets to his jaw. He then noses at his jaw lightly and grins, pleased with himself. ]
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[ Or maybe.. you know.. it's the fact that he is LITERALLY old-fashioned, and was even centuries ago. Once a fuddy-duddy, always a fuddy-duddy.
They probably WOULD have to wait for marriage if a) it was anyone other than Wei Ying (an impossibility) and b) Lan Wangji didn't consider them already married. But they are, soul to soul, so it's fine.
As Wei Ying wraps an arm around his, Lan Wangji leans into it, the need to open doors and press buttons being the only reasoning why he doesn't reach out with his second hand to tug Wei Wuxian even closer. He gives a little non-committal hum in response to the kissing, agreeing that it really should wait until they are inside (soon... soon... ) and he leads them into the lobby elevator and with a flash of a keycard up, up, up, right to the top, and once it opens there is no hallway, only a single door?
Oh. They spoke about it before, kind of, but he's like rich rich.... ]
This is home.
[ And will be Wei Ying's also, eventually! Or it will be from the moment he steps one foot inside because he'll just never want to leave, if Lan Wangji gets his way. He should probably give a tour, show off his rabbits or something, but instead as soon as the door closes behind them he is stepping closer in silence, wrapping an arm around Wei Wuxian's back to pull him closer as he's being backed against the wall.. ]
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I do. You're a real fuddy-duddy, you know that?
[ If anything confirms this is Wei Wuxian, the fact that he's calling Lan Wangji a fuddy-duddy cements it. But he doesn't mean it as an insult, it's just... cute. Lan Wangji is cute. He's all smiles as Lan Wangji leads him into the elevator and it's only as they go higher and higher, to the highest floor, that he begins to wonder if Lan Wangji doesn't just have an apartment but the penthouse. That's crazy, right? No way?
But oh, then he's led into a hallway with a single door and, okay. Yeah. He has the penthouse. That's insane. Holy shit. He's trying to quantify all this in his head as they pass through the door but then he doesn't have much time to do that before Lan Wangji is crowding him in against the wall and getting into his space. Oh. Oh.
He'll let go of his arm only so he can wrap his arms around Lan Wangji's neck and feel himself full of fluster. There is Lan Wangji with his soft fluffy hair and intense golden eyes, looking right at him and ahhh.... ahhh.... ]
Lan Zhan...
[ Kiss him, kiss him, kiss him. ]
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They're up against the wall and Lan Wangji still has a hand clutching at the small of his back, the other brushing through hair as he leans in and kisses. It is definitely not a chaste or hesitant kiss but instead one that oozes confidence and the want for more, as if he were already so used to kissing his Wei Ying that it comes as natural as breathing, as if he is parched and desperate for contact, as if they had been apart for weeks or months and not merely hours.
He tilts his head as he coaxes Wei Wuxian's up, using those few inches of difference in height to deepen the kiss, to use tongue just a little, and when they finally need to take a moment's break for some actual air he speaks, low and quiet. ]
That is one.
[ ....of at least ten. ]
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When the kiss breaks, Wei Wuxian has a dazed look on his face, arousal coursing through him. Lan Wangji is... wonderful, he thinks. Perfect. Exactly the man he needed and he didn't even realize it. He needs to tell him. Tell him the truth. That he's the only one Wei Wuxian has ever looked at, the only one he's ever actually wanted. ]
I have to confess something.
[ Voice a little hoarse, low and pleased. He tilts up on his tippy toes to get more in Lan Wangji's space, to wrap his arms tighter around his neck and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. ]
I've never kissed anyone before, if it wasn't for acting. I've never dated before. I've never had sex before. The first time I kissed anyone because I wanted to kiss them was in your car this morning. The first time I'll have sex will be tonight, with you. I've never been interested in anyone before, until I met you.
[ Which makes sense, if you know they're soulmates. If you don't, it might just seem like Wei Wuxian is lying or socially awkward since he's become so famous but... never been with anyone? All the people throwing themselves at his feet and he never liked any of them?
This combined with how fast they've been moving relationship wise, it should raise red flags, set off alarm bells, but it all makes sense if you know that his soul belongs to Lan Wangji and Lan Wangji alone. Wei Wuxian doesn't know how to explain himself either though. He just feels like something's awoken in him and he can't breathe if he's not around Lan Wangji. ]
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He had hoped that Wei Wuxian hadn't been with any others, didn't like the thought of him even dating anybody else even if it never lead to sex, or even kissing, but to have confirmation now is honestly so satisfying and he smiles, relaxed and content as he leans their foreheads together. When it comes to love and romance, they will always been each others firsts and onlys. ]
I have only ever wanted to kiss Wei Ying. Have only kissed Wei Ying. [ It isn't.... a lie... exactly.. even if certain details are withheld..] He will be the only one in my bed, the only one I want to wake up with.
[ And now he's just going to kiss him again, for good measure. ]
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It's a little surreal then just how good Lan Wangji is at kissing him if this is one of his first few kisses. He's so confident, so bold. But maybe that's just an innate trait of Lan Wangji's, knowing what he wants and how to get it. Which, on that note, when the kiss (two of ten) breaks and Wei Wuxian is left panting softly against Lan Wangji's lips, he grins a little lopsided. ]
That... that doesn't mean I don't have experience. [ A grin, teasing. ] I have toys at home. I know what I like. What I want. When we get there... I really want you to fuck me.
[ And then he's pushing forward himself to kiss Lan Wangji again. He's a grown man who has had his own sexual desires! He's fucked himself with a dildo and dreamed of an imaginary man who would pin him down and take him. Now he has that man and he knows he wants his cock. He doesn't want any confusion here, he wants to be the one who gets fucked and he wants Lan Wangji to do it. ]
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There was a plan. Hanging out and talking, later cooking, dinner, eventually bed, but now the order is being rewritten in his head]
Wei Ying.. [ He pulls back from that next kiss, still letting their lips brush against each other as he speaks. ] Keep saying such things, and your dinner is going to be delayed. I will be occupied.
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Giddy, he leans up and kisses Lan Wangji's nose, fingers curling against his shoulders as he holds onto him and wiggles a little in his grip. He wants more, he can't say he doesn't. ]
Occupied, huh? Occupied with what?
[ A soft hum and he pulls one of his hands back to take Lan Wangji's wrist in his own, pulling his hand down, down, down until it's resting on Wei Wuxian's ass. That's what he wants. ]
With... kissing me? Touching me? Fucking me?
[ Another soft, chaste kiss against the corner of his lips. ]
Should I pretend I don't want that? I'm a really good actor, you know.
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Wei Ying asks if he should pretend and while he knows it is in jest, he doesn't want that to happen at all, his hands slipping down a little further as he leans forward, wrapping around the back of Wei Wuxian's legs at the top of the thighs before Lan Wangji just hoists him up as he kisses, carrying him several inches from the ground as he begins walking them through the penthouse. ]
No pretending. I shall do all three.
[ Kissing. Touching. Fucking. ]
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He likes it.
So, as they kiss, he groans softly into Lan Wangji's mouth and kisses and kisses and kisses him. He lifts a hand to sink it into Lan Wangji's hair, clutching a fistful of the soft strands and holding onto him tightly. His other arm goes around Lan Wangji's shoulders, clutching his shoulder from behind and holding onto him. As the kiss breaks and Lan Wangji talks, he grins a little stupid and looks at him with hungry, hungry eyes. ]
Good. I don't want to pretend otherwise. I want you to do it.
[ He should take more of a look around the penthouse as they make their way through it, trying to see the decor and the way Lan Wangji lives. But he's... distracted. So, all he does is sink into their next kiss, moaning softly against him and letting their tongues slide against each other with urgent, desperate desire. ]
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There are quick breaks in the kissing here and there, just enough to ensure he doesn't walk them straight into a table or a wall, but there is no lingering in his pace and soon enough they reach the open door to what must be his bedroom and with a final kiss he reaches out, untangling Wei Wuxian from him and promptly depositing (throwing) the other man down onto his (large, spacious, comfortable) bed. ]
Stay.
[ Stay still he means, as Lan Wangji wastes no time looming over him, not crawling onto the bed himself but instead bending forward as he stands beside it, capturing Wei Wuxian's mouth in one more heated kiss, quick and intense before he pulls back, reaching instead to pull off Wei Wuxian's shoes and discard them, then up to the waistband of his trousers as he begins to undo them and pull them down in one determined, fluid motion.
Ah. So they are doing this now now.. ]
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But Lan Wangji seems to really, truly, earnestly want him. Both physically and emotionally. It's surreal for him and he's trying his hardest not to make it weird and beg for more of it. But that's what he wants, he wants Lan Wangji's attention. All of it. Every last drop.
He swallows hard as he's dropped onto the bed, falling back onto his elbows and letting his legs splay wide as he watches Lan Wangji look down at him with that hunger that was in his touch. It gives him a shiver and then he's nodding at the command, unable to deny it. ]
As long as you'll have me.
[ He grins, lopsided, and then his mouth is taken in a kiss. His hand reaches up to curl against the back of Lan Wangji's neck and he kisses him with an eager hunger before the kiss breaks and he's left panting for breath. Then Lan Wangji is removing his shoes and then — then his pants. He doesn't even fight him on it, just lifting his hips so he can take them along with his briefs if he wants. He's hard and aching in his underwear, skin flushed pink all over from his arousal but his long legs are on display for Lan Wangji, his creamy thighs unblemished and untouched. ]
Hey, hey, are you going to fuck me from behind or the front? How do you want me?
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[ It's a joke. Ha ha. Except it really isn't. What if he just asked Wei Ying to stay right now, to never go home again? Everything he needs, he could find here, and anything missing is a quick computer click or phone call away. He could do it.
Certainly something to contemplate, but later. Maybe he can just fuck Wei Ying well enough that he won't want to ever leave this bed. yeah, that's a better plan for now.
Leaving Wei Wuxian in his underwear, Lan Wangji stands before him, making it a point to maintain eye contact as he strips his own layers off one by one. The belt first, followed by trousers, then shirt and undershirt until he is left in nothing but his own underwear, arousal obvious and straining against them before he finally climbs onto the bed and settles himself in the spot between Wei Wuxian's legs. ]
In front, like this. Slowly. I wish to see your face.
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Don't, then.
[ Don't let him leave. Don't let him go. What good is it out there anyway? He's not that attached to his apartment, he could make a home right here, in Lan Wangji's bed, and never have to part with him. It's a crazy thought, just completely insane, but whatever mood they've been caught in has him thinking this exactly. He knows they'll have to have a Real Talk eventually about how committed they are to this, to each other, how much this has sped from zero to a hundred so quickly. But Wei Wuxian has this unshakeable faith that this is where he's meant to be, who he's meant to be with.
He's never believed in soulmates before but... well, this definitely has him considering things like fate and destiny a little bit more seriously.
For now, he watches as Lan Wangji strips and the more he reveals his body to Wei Wuxian, the more Wei Wuxian can't believe he gets to sleep with this guy. He's so fucking hot, every bit of his body is well toned and so clearly full of strength and Wei Wuxian whines softly, in the back of his throat, at the sight of the bulge in Lan Wangji's underwear. That's going to be inside of him and it's going to feel fantastic.
When Lan Wangji moves closer, Wei Wuxian shuffles a bit back on the bed to give him room to settle between his legs and Wei Wuxian can't resist the urge to touch. He reaches out, palms flat against Lan Wangji's abdomen and curling slightly against the warm skin. He bites his lip, he wants to lean in and drag his tongue over Lan Wangji's chest but he — he shouldn't. Or maybe he can? Maybe that's allowed?
Impulsively, he goes for it. Leaning in and dragging his tongue across one of Lan Wangji's nipples, up his chest to his throat and pulling away when he gets to his jaw. He then noses at his jaw lightly and grins, pleased with himself. ]
Yeah, I want to see your face too. Prep me, baby?