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weiyingdown

Sanren 散人
20s / M

白日依山尽，黄河入海流。欲穷千里目，更上一层楼。☀

Let's be friends ♥

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weiyingdown

You...

[it doesn't feel like the right moment to ask about his scars, so he doesn't. instead he simply leans in and presses a kiss to the edges of the scar, gentle]

From:

one_note

[the breath leaves him, the echo of memory so strong he's briefly dizzy.

Wei Ying, he opens his mouth to say again, and closes his eyes]

From:

weiyingdown

[lets out a shuddering breath to calm his heart. he's still hard, still gloriously naked and spread out underneath Lan Wangji, still ready and eager; once he starts moving again it's to rut up against him, searching for stimulation, intent on continuing what they're doing. but he also hides his face in his neck so that Lan Wangji can't see him. his voice is hoarse and quiet in his ear.]

Tell me...tell me why you're interested.

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one_note

[Lan Wangji's hips slot against his with easy familiarity, giving him something to grind into; he's as hard as Wei Wuxian is. one of his hands is skating down Wei Wuxian's side, the other settling on the back of his neck as though to anchor him]

It is you.

From:

weiyingdown

[clings to him, fingerpads pressing into his shoulder blades hard enough to bruise, keeping himself from digging in with his claws. every press of skin on skin sends his heart stuttering madly and threatens to push all other thoughts from his mind except the next thrust, the next touch, the next spike of pleasure. he works to find a rhythm in between it all, gasping when their cocks touch]

Just because it's me? So you wouldn't if it was anyone else?

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one_note

[he's letting Wei Wuxian drive the action, but he helps it along too, palm settling on his ass to help his thrusts, rocking steadily into him as well, conscious of his inexperience. his growl deepens when Wei Wuxian pulls him closer, bruises him; his voice is very rough]

Not like this.

From:

weiyingdown

This?

[his leg slips off of Lan Wangji's back as he picks up his pace, aching for release in a way that he can recognize from their first time; all rush and passion, like it may be the first and last time]

What's the difference between this and something else?

From:

one_note

Obligation.

[presses him hard into the bed, rough and grinding, slick heat between their bodies. his breath is coming short, as the pleasure builds and builds and builds; he's biting his words out]

Convenience.

From:

weiyingdown

[he responds with tiny choked out cries, one hand digging into his back while the other slips between them to pump at both of their cocks, impatient]

Ah, If...this isn't either of those, what is it?

From:

one_note

You.

[wraps fingers tight around his, and kisses him down deep into the bed, as they hit the edge.]

From:

weiyingdown

[lets out a cry in his mouth as he comes, stars dancing in his vision as he tips into overwhelming ecstasy and a slick mess spills between them. his nails dig into Lan Wangji's back and draw blood before he goes boneless under him, kissing, kissing, kissing all the way through it]

From:

one_note

[groans hoarsely into the kiss as he comes as well, driven over by the feeling of Wei Wuxian's orgasm and the sting of being marked by him, shaking faintly on top of him...

everything feels a little unreal when they come back to themselves, perhaps, but they feel warm and sticky and at least temporarily spent, tangled up in the mess of the bedsheets.]

From:

weiyingdown

[it takes a while for his breathing to return to normal, or even to feel anything other than content and relaxed. he doesn't know what he's supposed to feel, after that, so he holds onto those emotions for as long as possible. when he does move again, it's just to peck kisses onto Lan Wangji's face and into his hair]

From:

one_note

[breathes out quietly under the attention and settles them on their sides after a bit, their legs still tangled and their arms still around each other. the better to look at him; at his flushed and smiling face.]

From:

weiyingdown

[sighs at him, almost helplessly]

"You?" You're lucky that's romantic, or I would complain about it not being poetic enough.

From:

one_note

[resists the extremely romantic urge to drop a pillow on his face]

It is truth.

From:

weiyingdown

[laughs softly and plants one more kiss on his bare forehead]

I don't really understand it. But I know it's not a bad thing.

From:

one_note

[the breath leaves his lungs at that one; it's a moment before he can respond]

Would make it good.

From:

weiyingdown

It's already good! If it's not bad, doesn't that mean it's good?

From:

one_note

[...kisses him on the mouth, a sweet speaking gesture, standing in for the words he can't say. i would have things be good, for you. not simply 'not bad.' Wei Ying should not have to settle.]

From:

weiyingdown

[the words he doesn't say don't reach in the exact way he wants them to. but he understands that Lan Wangji wants it to be good and he kisses back eagerly, happy to show that it is good. his lips are a bright, cute shade of red when he finally breaks away]

Hanguang-Jun, Er-gege, you're already being good to me. Do you think I have cause to complain?

From:

one_note

[low]

If you do, say.

From:

weiyingdown

[untangles one of Lan Wangji's hands from around him so that he can press his lips right where his pulse is]

My only complaint is that we haven't done it again.

From:

one_note

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What would you like?

From:

weiyingdown

I would like you to stay still. And tell me when you don't feel as sensitive down there.

[continues to kiss at different parts of his hand, leisurely]