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The cold springs were quiet and mostly abandoned. Fog creeped with finger-like tendrils across the grounds and between stones, though it was still surprisingly warm for an early morning in late spring. Birds could be heard chirping for the first time of the day in the distance; and inside the cold springs, its only two inhabitants took advantage of their privacy.
"Ah, Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxian pouted as he was pressed further against a stone. Wet handprints could be seen where he tried to hold himself against it. "Are you really going to ravage a defenseless maiden like me?" Despite his protest, Wei Wuxian wiggled his butt against Lan Zhan's hips with enthusiasm. His blush was hidden as he pressed his cheek against a rock.
"Yes." Deadpanned Lan Zhan from behind. From this angle, Wei Wuxian couldn't see the small smirk that pulled on the corner of his mouth. Without any warning, Lan Zhan reached underneath the water to skirt his fingertips up Wei Wuxian's thighs. The flesh felt soft and warm under his touch, a noticeable contrast to the cool water they were standing in.
"A-ah! Even here, where anyone can see? Don't you have a reputation to uphold, Hanguang Jun?"
Lan Zhan pressed their bodies even closer together, then placed a small kiss to the nape of his neck. Deft fingertips slid over his sensitive, secret place, threatening to push, but not yet.
"Wei Ying is mine." Lan Zhan made his point by biting into the junction of his neck and shoulder, leaving behind a pink mark. "It doesn't matter what other people think, as long as they know who you belong to." He bit into his neck again, harder this time, causing a shiver of pleasure to run down Wei Wuxian's spine.
In that same moment, a finger dipped inside, just past the fingernail, before pulling out and pressing inside again. Lan Zhan took Wei Wuxian apart just like that, a centimeter at a time until he was a writhing, sobbing mess underneath him.
"You're mine and I'll take you whenever I please." Lan Zhan hissed into his ear.
Wei Wuxian gasped at the proclamation as a deep blush heated up his his face. For once he couldn't talk, all thoughts were swallowed down with a gulp.
The gulp turned into a moan when Lan Zhan curled two fingers inside of him.
Lan Zhan spread and pushed his fingers in and out a few more times, just to be sure that he would fit. He wanted to make sure he wouldn't hurt his Wei Ying, but still wanted him to be tight. Lan Zhan held back a moan at the thought, though he knew Wei Wuxian still felt his cock twitch against the plump of his ass.
Desperate and moaning, Wei Wuxian asked, "Are you going to do it? are you going to take me, now?"
"Mm," Lan Zhan hummed, then dropped his voice to a whisper. "Going to go deep inside Wei Ying and fill him with my cum. Won't stop even if someone hears him screaming and finds us. Won't stop until you are filled with my seed."
"Ah, Lan Zhan, but-" A moan caught in his throat. Lan Zhan graciously gave him a moment to compose himself, all whilst holding the fat head of his cock against Wei Wuxian's rim. Wei Wuxian grabbed one of his hands and brought it to rest on the flat of his stomach, just above the light trail of hair that led down to his leaking cock. "What would we do if I got pregnant? We aren't married." At this, Lan Zhan groaned.
"They would still grow up to be the best Lan disciples. We would make so many perfect children, Wei Ying. Would you like that? If I kept you pregnant all the time?"
"Lan Zhan-" Wei Wuxian's gasp turned into a shout when Lan Zhan pushed his cock fully into him in one swift motion. The hand on his stomach pressed down harder, as if to feel the movement of his cock inside. "B-big. You're so big, Lan Zhan. Going to fill me up with so many babies."
"Mm." Lan Zhan grunted. He was determined. His thrusts were fast, sharp, and hard, causing the water around them to splash and send droplets on their skin and the rock wall in front of them. Lan Zhan's free hand left small purple bruises over Wei Wuxian's hip. Later, he would make a point to kiss each one, but now, he was busy biting and sucking more marks into his skin.
Each mark dragged out a new moan from Wei Wuxian, tiny little sounds that were typically unlike him. But under Lan Zhan's grip, under his control, speared on his cock, Wei Wuxian was pliant and would do anything Lan Zhan asked of him. Even if that was to be quiet. They both knew, however, that Lan Zhan did not want Wei Wuxian to be quiet. It was made evident his cock hitting Wei Wuxian's prostate, several times in a row.
"You're so tight, Wei Ying." So tight. "Can you feel it? My cock fits so perfectly inside of you. Like you were made for it. Made for each other. Let everyone in Gusu here how good I make you feel. How perfect we fit each other."
Wei Wuxian's moans grew louder and louder with every merciless thrust from Lan Zhan. His grip on the slipped, so Lan Zhan improvised, grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them above his head. Lan Zhan had more leverage now, the new angle was just enough to make Wei Wuxian see stars.
Wei Wuxian inadvertently clenched around Lan Zhan's length as he came, staining the rock in front of him with cum. Water from the springs lapped at it gently, a promise that no one else would know what had happened there.
Lan Zhan didn't let go of his wrists. Instead, it seemed like he held onto him even tighter. His breath was hot in his ear as he buried himself right to the hilt, until he was nestled as deep as he could be in Wei Wuxian's walls.
"Need to make sure it takes." He said, nonchalantly. Small movements of his hips pushed his cum deeper in, not caring that the effort was futile and it would all come out later. Wei Wuxian wondered if he would be able to convince his husband to help him clean it up, though he knew the answer was an obvious 'of course'.
Coming down from his high, Wei Wuxian's face was beat red at how shameless Lan Zhan was being. "How scandalous!" He sputtered in kind.
"Mm." Lan Zhan indulged him with a slow blink. He was so good. So, so good.
Wei Wuxian kissed him hard enough so that he would know. Mouth to mouth telepathy, or whatever.
The sun continued to rise steadily as they made their way out of the cold spring. Robes that were left under a tree, untouched and still clean, now sunshine warm. Wei Wuxian helped Lan Zhan with his hair piece, watched him slip into his respectable and serious Head Cultivator persona, before bidding him farewell for the day with a kiss.
It was still much too early for anything interesting to happen, he thought, so he figured he would walk around the grounds until he bumped into Wen Ning and Sizhui, which didn't take long. When Sizhui had to leave for his classes, Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning enjoyed the silence together, and fawned at the occasional bird or rabbit that crossed their path. Before the day was over, they checked on Little Apple at the stables, to give her fresh hay and a good brushing. Wen Ning stayed behind to give her more attention as it became time for Wei Wuxian to meet his husband at home.
It was easy to get used to the routine they had made for themselves. Wei Wuxian liked the structure, even if he didn't want to admit it. It helped him stay focused and appreciate the time he and Lan Zhan got to spend together. As a Head Cultivator, Lan Zhan really didn't get any time off, but sometimes they were lucky to have long slow mornings to themselves, like this.
Lan Zhan let Wei Wuxian eat breakfast in their bed, as long as he promised not to spill any. In the main room, Lan Zhan brewed and drank tea, typically having a whole pot to himself before Wei Wuxian got out of bed. Their first shared kiss was warm and aromatic.
"Lan Zhan, You need to eat, too!" Wei Wuxian brought some grains of rice up to his mouth with a pair of chopsticks, smile wide and bright as Lan Zhan complied, afterwards taking a second and third mouthful of food.
In between each bite, Wei Wuxian rewarded him with a kiss somewhere on his face. His forehead, cheek, each eyelid, and eventually ended on his mouth. It was playful and teasing, but Wei Wuxian couldn't resist deepening the kiss once he got it.
"Mm..." Wei Wuxian hummed as he licked across Lan Zhan's bottom lip. He was seated in Lan Zhan's lap, his husband had been more then willing for him to sit there whilst being fed.
The arms around Wei Wuxian's waist tightened, pulled him closer to Lan Zhan's muscular body. To the dismay of both of them, Wei Wuxian momentarily broke the kiss to shuffle around until he was properly straddling Lan Zhan. When their lips met again, it was rushed and heated, created little sparks in Wei Wuxian's belly.
"Lan Zhan," He pleaded, before grinding his hips down, meeting a slowly hardening warmth. "Do you want more tea?" His eyes made little crescent shapes from his playful and knowing smile.
Lan Zhan hissed through his teeth, equal parts aroused, and discomforted by the pressure of Wei Wuxian's body pushing against his bladder. He shook his head before capturing Wei Wuxian's lips in a kiss yet again. It was firm, but not possessive or hard enough to hurt. The bite he placed to Wei Wuxian's lip was, though.
"No." He groaned as he grabbed onto Wei Wuxian's hips and forced him to lift up a little. "Had enough. I want... I just want Wei Ying."
Wei Wuxian's laugh was one of Lan Zhan's favourite sounds, second only to Wei Wuxian's voice. He even liked his laugh when it was muffled between kisses, like it was just then.
They kissed and cuddled, fumbled over each other with rosy blushes like they were teenagers again. Something pulled in Lan Zhan's stomach, his voice was caught in his throat, held back by something. Stopped by how happy and carefree he felt, lucky with how Wei Wuxian never judged or denied him.
When Lan Zhan blinked and opened his eyes, he was on his back with Wei Wuxian pinning his arms to the ground.
"Looks like I got you, Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian beamed like he was on top of the world.
"You do." The double meaning and seriousness of Lan Zhan's statement caught Wei Wuxian off guard.
"A-ah, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan. You... You can't just say something like that!" Wei Wuxian fumbled, blush ten times brighter on his face then it was moments before. Lan Zhan loved making his Wei Ying flustered.
Lan Zhan took the opportunity to flip them over, so that he was the one on top pinning Wei Wuxian's arms down. "I've got you, Wei Ying." Lan Zhan murmured. The smile that pulled lightly on the corner of his lip was kind and filled with love.
"You do." Wei Wuxian confirmed, with a smile that was just as kind, but much brighter. Lan Zhan would have easily taken it in place of the sun for the rest of his life. "Mmph!" Despite them kissing all morning, Wei Wuxian was not prepared for the....enthusiasm that took over Lan Zhan next.
The kisses were hard and mostly teeth, Lan Zhan's warm wet tongue taking claim inside with no warning. Wei Wuxian only got (sort of) a break when Lan Zhan broke away and moved to his neck, biting and licking with no mercy. Goosebumps prickled up Wei Wuxian's spine as Lan Zhan slowly licked a stripe from his collarbone to the jut of his jaw. He winced at a small bite that was placed there.
When Lan Zhan made it back down to his collar bones, after leaving another trail of bites, he eagerly tugged at the deep red undergarments Wei Ying was still wearing. "Off." Lan Zhan demanded.
The moments seemed to stretch out when Wei Wuxian fumbled with his clothes, wanting to waste no time, but something was stuck, and -
"Wei Ying." In contrast to his demanding and impatient attitude just seconds before, Lan Zhan was nice. He understood and didn't push, and instead, helped Wei Wuxian through the frustration, stood him up and helped he step out of his clothes. He braced himself and let Wei Wuxian put his weight on him so he wouldn't fall over. When Wei Wuxian was done with an article of clothing, Lan Zhan folded it with ease and placed it aside.
Anyone else wouldn't have noticed the minute changes and expressions on Lan Zhan's face, but for Wei Wuxian, it brought him peace and an inner calmness. It was a reminder that it was okay to take things slow and to need help.
The next time Wei Wuxian crawled into Lan Zhan's lap, the other man was naked, too. His flesh felt hot and firm with muscle under Wei Wuxian's fingertips. It still made him blush for some reason he couldn't place.
"Lan Zhan..." Wei Wuxian gasped as his fingers trailed down Lan Zhan's toned stomach.
"Tell me what you need." This demand was more gentle than the last. He tilted Wei Wuxian's head up by his chin, forcing him to make eye contact. Their breaths mingled as they leaned in close, lips just centimetres away from each other.
"Fill me up, Lan Zhan. I can take everything you give me." He emphasized by grinding his hips downward and pressing into Lan Zhan's lower abdomen again.
Lan Zhan's eyes widened at the request, breath stopped in his throat. It wasn't the first time, but Lan Zhan was surprised that Wei Wuxian really meant it. That he really wanted it as much as Lan Zhan did.
"Mm." Lan Zhan replied coolly after pushing his excitement down. Wei Wuxian could see through him though, and giggled, as Lan Zhan led him to lie down on his back again.
"What about you, Lan Zhan? What do you want?" He asked, just to hear him say it. Wei Wuxian felt him smile into his neck, before Lan Zhan lifted his head up and whispered into his ear.
"Want to fill you up, Wei Ying. Want to give you everything. Make you full."
Even though Wei Wuxian knew what Lan Zhan was going to say, it still took him by surprise, caused his blush to deepen tenfold.
His gasp and any words he had on his mind got stuck in his throat when Lan Zhan caught him in a rough, searing kiss.
"Mm, Lan Zhan..." He groaned into his husband's mouth, before letting his tongue prod wetly inside, and sucking his lower lip into his mouth. Wei Wuxian's bones turned into jelly. He was putty in Lan Zhan's hands, nothing but soft, mouldable electricity.
Lan Zhan knew it, too. He took the opportunity to hike Wei Wuxian's knees up to his shoulders. Wei Wuxian held his legs in place as Lan Zhan leaned forward to grab a small vial that sat on their table.
"Let me." Wei Wuxian suggested eagerly. He popped the cork lid off with his teeth, before coating Lan Zhan's member in slick oil from between his legs. Lan Zhan readjusted himself once Wei Wuxian was done (Lan Zhan wouldn't let him do it for too long, much to his husband's pleading.) and gently prodded at Wei Wuxian's hole with a slick thumb. They hummed in unison at the intrusion. Wei Wuxian was tight and warm, and Lan Zhan wanted more.
He exhaled slowly through his nose before pressing his body even closer to the man under him, lining his cock up with Wei Wuxian's entrance.
"Tell me if it hurts." He murmured into his neck. After getting an affirming nod, Lan Zhan pushed in slowly, inch by inch. It felt like entering a fire, in the best way. He was an inferno and a spool of thread coming undone at the same time.
Underneath him, Wei Wuxian grabbed onto one of his shoulders, face scrunched up at the intrusion, then relaxed at the weight of it. After some deep breathes, Wei Wuxian was able to fully relax and let himself enjoy it. The pleasure slowly bubbled up his groin before spreading to his chest with a blush. In a fit of neediness, he grinded against Lan Zhan's hips. A sly smile broke across his face when he felt the cock inside of him twitch at his jostling.
He was swiftly brought out of it when Lan Zhan began to move. Long, sharp thrusts threatened to push Wei Wuxian up the floor, but he was held in place by a firm grip on his waist and shoulder.
"A-ah!" Wei Wuxian moaned. His face grew tense and tight again, lip between his teeth at the feeling of pleasure surging through him. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, shaky and stilted, before holding on to Lan Zhan's back hard enough to leave marks. "Please" He breathed into Lan Zhan's ear.
"Mn. Wait." Lan Zhan pressed a large hand to his chest and slowed down his thrusts even more. Wei Wuxian wanted to protest, wanted to ask more, to beg, but all that came out was a gasp, when Lan Zhan skirted a hand gently over one of his nipples, then tugged sharply less than a second later.
Lan Zhan continued his exploration of Wei Wuxian's body, all whilst staying still inside of him. He brushed a hand slowly down to Wei Wuxian's ribs, dipped a finger at his navel and the divot of his hips, whilst letting his mouth go the opposite direction. He loved seeing his husband squirm and shiver, he knew all that he had to do. He also loved teasing him and taking his time.
Wei Wuxian moaned loudly as Lan Zhan licked, nipped, and sucked at the other nipple that didn't get attention earlier. After carding his fingers through silky black hair, he tugged to pry his husband off. Which worked...the second, harder time. It only took another moment for him to tug Lan Zhan up into a deep kiss.
At which point, Lan Zhan finally decided to start moving again.
It happened quick, like a flick of a switch. Still and particular one moment, and unrelentingly fast and messy the next. His hips couldn't stay on a set pace or pattern, they stuttered and shifted as Lan Zhan's cock leaked more and more pre-come inside of Wei Wuxian.
"Hhh!" Wei Wuxian gasped, trying to gather his senses. He felt like Lan Zhan wanted to steal his breath away, and the man was, with every kiss and thrust. Wei Wuxian welcomed it eagerly with loud moans and small crescents pressed into Lan Zhan's skin.
Lan Zhan hummed before making a sharp bite just above Wei Wuxian's collar bone, causing him to moan and thrash more. It felt like everything came to a stand-still when Lan Zhan pulled his mouth away to look at him and tucked a piece of hair behind his ear.
"Now?" Wei Wuxian's voice was uncharacteristically quiet, he almost sounded small. He looked small under Lan Zhan; the width of his shoulders, the size of his wrists. Something protective and proud reared its head in Lan Zhan. He wanted to keep Wei Wuxian safe and give him everything he could ever ask for. He couldn't make him wait any longer, even if he wanted to.
Lan Zhan nodded with a hum in affirmation. "Yes, Wei Ying. Now."
Pleasure rushed through Wei Wuxian as Lan Zhan sped up again, hitting his prostate on every other move of his hips. It must have satisfied Lan Zhan, because after just a few moments, he stopped again, berried to the hilt, as deep as he could go. The deep, airy groan that left his mouth did not go unnoticed by Wei Wuxian, as he let himself release.
Wei Wuxian relished how quickly Lan Zhan filled him, claimed him. The warmth spread, not enough room in his body, and leaked out when Lan Zhan started to move, desperate to push it inside and keep it there.
"Wei Ying..." Whispered Lan Zhan in between a moan with a blush that covered his ears. Smiling, Wei Wuxian brought a hand up to stroke Lan Zhan's cheek, and brushed a bead of sweat away with his thumb.
"Ah, Lan Zhan," He gasped. "Y-You're so good. I'm so proud of you."
There was hardly any time between the stream stopping and Lan Zhan coming inside of him, it caught both of them by surprise.
Lan Zhan muffled a groan by tucking into Wei Wuxian's neck, breath hot on his skin and muscles tense. He choked out a gasp when he could breath again, head still cloudy from pleasure, but much more capable. He looked down between them, and saw that Wei Wuxian hadn't come yet, but was close.
"Hm." Lan Zhan hummed in thought, considering his options. He didn't to leave the place where he was nestled inside, just yet. With little effort, he hiked Wei Wuxian's legs over his shoulders, and bent his husband's torso even more, so that he could reach his leaking cock with his mouth.
"A-ah!" Wei Wuxian cried out in surprise when Lan Zhan engulfed his leaking cock in one swift movement.
Lan Zhan hummed around the hard length when it twitched at the sudden warmth, causing more pleasure to jolt through Wei Wuxian's body. The tight grip in his hair only encouraged him more, so he bobbed his head the best he could despite the awkward and cramped angle. In order to make up for his shallow movement, Lan Zhan payed special attention with his tongue.
A sharp flick of it over the head of Wei Wuxian's cock had the man's toes curl, and face scrunch up. After a few more, his breathing slowed and abs tensed. This time, Lan Zhan slowly moved his tongue from the base of the shaft, all the way to the head, tasting bitter saltiness on the way, before stopping at the head and suckling. Tense cries filled the room as Lan Zhan coaxed pleasure with his mouth. Based on his breathing and movements alone, Lan Zhan knew he was close.
Wei Wuxian purred and wriggled from underneath him, hair awry and skin shiny with sweat. His mouth was parted from panting, while hard sucks from Lan Zhan drew out more, high pitched moans. It felt like it had been an eternity, but Wei Wuxian was stubborn, it was always push and pull with them, Wei Wuxian wanting to come, but still refusing to until Lan Zhan had him under his hand and begging.
Lan Zhan shifted from between his legs, sunk his fingers deeper into the muscle of Wei Wuxian's butt and pulled him up more, further into the warmth of his mouth. This had Wei Wuxian kicking, tensing, brow taught, and eyes wide in shock. It was like a cord inside him snapped and his couldn't breathe.
Lan Zhan's glare was sharp and hot as he pulled off of Wei Wuxian's cock to whisper, "Wei Ying, come."
Wei Wuxian obeyed with a gasp, and, seconds later, Lan Zhan swallowed down thick salty liquid with enthusiasm. He let Wei Wuxian's legs down gently, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder when he went to pull out. At this point he was soft, wet, sticky, and verging on too uncomfortable.
"Stay." Wei Wuxian pleaded. His eyes were big and not something Lan Zhan could ever say no to now.
"Mhm." Anything for Wei Ying. Lan Zhan cuddled close to him, layed his head on his chest and enjoyed the rhythm of his breathing. "Dirty." He reminded Wei Wuxian after some time had passed.
Wei Wuxian smoothed a hand over his arm in reassurance, the other rested on the small of his back. "We'll bathe soon. okay?" His smile was full of promises and understanding.
"Mm." Lan Zhan agreed simply, before laying his head back down and allowing his hair to be played with.
When Lan Zhan woke up, a warm bath was prepared, complete with rice water and flower blossoms.
"Ah, Lan Zhan, you're awake! How was your nap?" Wei Wuxian smiled as he stepped out from behind the privacy screen. A bundle of clean clothes a towels were tucked under his arm, then placed casually next to the bath. "You know, I for sure thought the talisman would wake you up. How are your muscles? Do you want a massage?"
The muscles in Lan Zhan's arms and back did in fact burn as Wei Wuxian helped him stand up. He tried to roll out a knot that was forming in the back of his with little luck. With a terse nod, he hummed in affirmation before following Wei Wuxian to the wooden tub.
Warm water rose and shifted as they both got into the bath. It was a snug fit, but neither of them minded. Lan Zhan could feel himself relax and melt into Wei Wuxian as he started to clean his hair from behind. A content chuckle bubbled up from Wei Wuxian's chest, which caused Lan Zhan to blush on his ears and sink deeper into the water.
"Ah, no, come back! Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxian's plea did not persuade Lan Zhan to move. On the contrary, the grown man huddled into his knees, until just half of his face was above the water. Long strands of hair fanned out into the water, mimicking tentacles or seaweed. Lan Zhan heard a huff from behind, and knew that his husband was putting on a pout, too. Then, the water shifted around him, splashing lightly at the walls of the tub.
"That's okay. We can do it like this, then." Wei Wuxian picked up a section of Lan Zhan's hair, before taking the time to coat each piece with rice water. By the time Wei Wuxian started to massage it into his scalp, Lan Zhan was relaxed once again and had his head resting against Wei Wuxian's chest.
Wei Wuxian continued to massage and play with Lan Zhan's hair as he spoke up again. "You take such good care of me, Lan Zhan. I want to do nice things for you, too. You don't need to be embarrassed."
As Lan Zhan thought of what to say, a pink flower petal floated by his line of sight. The water was now cloudy and faintly sweet smelling, with handfuls of other petals dotting the surface of the water.
"Wei Ying is a good husband." Lan Zhan said with no doubt.
Then it was Wei Wuxian's turn to blush. He tried to brush it of with a bashful smile, but then accepted the statement. With both hands firm on Lan Zhan's shoulders, he leaned in until his chin was resting on the top of Lan Zhan's head.
"The best?" He asked slyly.
"Yes. Wei Ying is the best."
"Lan Zhaaaan!" He whined as though he was near tears. Maybe he was.
Wei Wuxian hid any further embarrassment in quick kisses on top of Lan Zhan's head. To which Lan Zhan replied to by tilting his head until he could properly kiss Wei Wuxian back.
"Wei Ying is the best husband, and I love him very much." Lan Zhan was not a man of many words, but he was a man of truth.