He keeps his pace slow and deliberate, teasing him with no intention of letting him come until he's good and ready, two fingers clenched around his base as a makeshift ring. He finally pulls back when the ice is melted completely, his eyes moving back up Wei Ying's body slowly before settling on his face.
And then he's just flipping him over, slicking his fingers before he lightly rubs one over his entrance, and then works it inside him.
"Don't... come?" Wei Ying repeats weakly, mumbling the plaintive, disbelieving words into Lan Zhan's comforter.
He's not even coherent enough for thought, much less speech. And he's certainly in no position to resist, not that he would ever want to. Wei Ying has no idea what's gotten into Lan Zhan today but he is not complaining. He's just going to have to hold himself together a little longer somehow.
He moans loudly as Lan Zhan finger sinks into him, bracing himself and biting his lip. He can't come yet; he hasn't touched or even looked at Lan Zhan since this little reward session began. A reward session that's somehow become so much more than just that the longer it goes on.
But god, is it taking him so much willpower not just fuck himself on Lan Zhan's finger on the spot right now.
He hadn't planned on taking it this far, but even his control frayed and when Wei Ying had asked him what this was, it had made up his mind. Anyone else would likely have done this long ago but Wei Ying hadn't been ready to see what was right in front of him.
And Wangji is nothing if not patient. Still the question had finally come and as he adds a second finger, he stretches him self over Wei Ying's back pressing kisses up the line of his spine until his mouth finds his lover's shoulder.
And he bites there, sucking a mark after a moment, while his free hand removes the blindfold.
And the blindfold falls away. Wei Ying blinks a couple of time, his eyes readjusting to the light. He want to turn and look at him but he can't quite turn his head and get a good enough angle when he's pinned to the bed with Lan Zhan on top of him like this. But Wei Ying can be patient, too,
He can wait just a little longer for his lover to finish preparing him for entry, gasping into the mattress.
"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, please... I'm almost ready. I can take it."
Brave last words for an inxperienced virgin with a well-endowed lover.
"I want to see you. I want to look at you when we do it."
He's spent more than enough time making sure Wei Ying can handle him, with every step of this process, but it's still just that much more torture he can inflict before finally withdrawing his fingers, his hands moving to the bindings keeping Wei Ying's arms trapped.
And he takes his time untying him too, his fingers deft but deliberately slow until he's free and then Wangji moves, settles to sit with his back against the headboard.
And waits to see exactly what Wei Ying will do now.
To get a little payback is tempting given how Lan Zhan's pushed him to tears and sobbing with need but ultimately, Wei Ying decides they've dragged this out long enough. Or maybe it was just Wei Ying who has. Either way, they've dawdled and danced around it too much as it is.
So Wei Ying cuts right to the chase, crawling up the bed, over Lan Zhan's legs until he's straddling his lap, maintaining direct eye contact all the while. He spits in his palm then reaches behind himself almost lazily to find Lan Zhan's member to give it a stroke and align it with his entrance.
Then very slowly and carefully starts sinking down onto him, still holding his gaze.
He doesn't look away, barely blinks as Wei Ying sinks down on him, his hands curling in the sheets and the only sound he allows to escape, a soft groan of Wei Ying's name. But he's otherwise completely still, letting Wei Ying take him at his own pace.
And once he's still, Wangji lifts a hand to the back of Wei Ying's head to pull him closer for a kiss.
Now fully seated, Wei Ying kisses him back eagerly, moaning into his mouth. He rests his hands on Lan Zhan's shoulders for balance, carefully moving his hips in an experimental circular motion. After all the sex toys over the past year, having Lan Zhan inside him doesn't really hurt at all. Quite the oppposite! It feels incredibly good, even better than Lan Zhan's collection has.
The way he's looking into Lan Zhan's eyes is just so soft and full of warm affection. When the kiss breaks naturally, Wei Ying's quick to initiate another one.
The kisses distract him enough from the feeling of being inside of Wei Ying as his hands move to the other man's hips, grasping them gently before he's moving them, so Wei Ying is under him when he starts to move.
And breaking the last kiss has him dropping his head so he can suck another mark on Wei Ying's neck.
Wei Ying doesn't resist the movement, holding the kiss for long as he can as Lan Zhan lays him back exactly where he'd been studying for class not too long ago, gasping for air when it releases. He exhales again when his lover starts sucking on his neck again.
He's going to have quite a few marks in the morning, bitten and otherwise, but he doesn't mind. In fact, Wei Ying would be happy to show and tell the world about them and who gave them to him. They're proof, solid evidence that someone out there really, truly wants him.
Wei Ying's never done this before or even really looked at gay porn before so he's not quite sure what he should do with his legs here. Once Lan Zhan starts to thrust inside him, he lifts his legs, holding them clumsily in place so as not to hinder these pleasurable movements.
He's not rushing it this time either, his thrusts slow and steady, adjusting the angle to find that one spot inside of Wei Ying before he really picks up the pace. Wangji lifts his head from Wei Ying's throat, gaze settling on his face before he drops a hand, guiding one of Wei Ying's legs around him before he's leaning down to kiss him again.
"Mine." It's quiet, spoken against his lips as he finally starts picking up the pace, his eyes half closing, one hand moving to stroke Wei Ying.
It's not the first time Lan Zhan's said that to him in an intimate situation before. Of course, none of the other ones had quite been as intimate as this. Either way, it feels like Wei Ying's hearing that word and fully comprehending its meaning.
Lan Zhan wants to be with him in a way that's more than just physical?
That's wonderful!
His thoughts scatter in all directions when Lan Zhan's hand closes around him and starts to stroke. Between this and the way his lover's thrusts keep hitting a spot deep inside him, Wei Ying's breathing is shallow, his forehead sheened with sweat. His legs cling weakly to Lan Zhan's waist, his trembling hands sliding up to caress his back. Wei Ying lifts his head to whisper three simple words in his ear as he feels himself coming closer and closer to the edge.
He's been waiting for this day, for Wei Ying to finally realize what he's been trying to tell him in more ways than he can count for the last two years but the words breathed against his ear are enough to have him stopping.
Lifting his head to meet Wei Ying's eyes, as one hand comes up to cup his cheek, his expression going soft in a way that he's never shown to anyone else. Not even his brother.
There's no jokes here. No uncertainty. Not anymore. Not about this. For all of Wei Ying's guileless, casual flirting these aren't words he takes lightly or says unless he absolutely means them. And he truly understands now what Lan Zhan has been trying to say.
"I love you, Lan Zhan," he says again, tone genuinely sweet and doting in a way no one has ever heard from before, not even his beloved sister.
Wei Ying takes one of his hands off of his lover to place it over the hand on his cheek, resting it there gently.
"I want to be with you, too."
Probably a conversation they should've had long before the sex toys and they began climbing into bed together in any capacity but better late than never...?
And this time when he starts to move again, there's no holding back, his thrusts slamming into Wei Ying, aiming to hit that spot each time as he dips his head for another kiss, this one possessive and demanding.
This is suddenly way fiercer than Wei Ying had been expecting, considering how gentle Lan Zhan's been with him all night. He's going so deep right now, it's making him a little dizzy, but he opens his mouth to accept that kiss and everything it represents. Wei Ying just hadn't understood enough to be able to accept his feelings properly, that was all.
Honestly, he probably still doesn't but it's not stopping him from entering this relationship with Lan Zhan anyway.
"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, more, more," he says greedily against those demanding lips, grunting with pleasure as each thrust pounds against that spot.
It's his first time and with Lan Zhan fucking him as hard as he is now, he's not going to last much longer but oh, will it be worth it.
"Harder, make it so I never want to leave your bed, Lan Zhan!"
Control has been the only thing he kept in this relationship, the defense he held against Wei Ying as long as he needed it.A form of protection because it wasn't like Wei Ying had any awareness of what lay behind his own actions. And Wangji had held to that, let it shape their interactions and locked himself away behind it.
But now, he didn't have to.
Every word out of Wei Ying's mouth just has his movements becoming more rough, more erratic even if he's still trying to hit that spot, to push Wei Ying just that much closer to the edge, Wangji's teeth sinking into his shoulder.
The rougher and more erratic he gets, the closer it pushes Wei Ying to the edge. And finally he can't take it any more, letting out a cry as he comes, shooting sticky fluid over both of them. Wei Ying's pulling Lan Zhan's face to his, giving him a hard, brief kiss as he continues to ride out his orgasm.
"Finish in me," he mumurs blissfully against his lover's kiss swollen lips before pecking them softly. "Come in me. Come hard. You know you want to."
The words have him breathing Wei Ying's name before he pulls, out, his hands turning the other man over, lfting him up into a better position and then he's got one hand on his back, holding him there as his first thrust drives into Wei Ying again.
Each of the ones that follow are just as rough, until he shudders through his own orgasm, and settles forward over Wei Ying's back.
Wei Ying lets him move him around again, melting bonelessly into the bed with his ass in the air for Lan Zhan to take how he wants. He continues to moan with each thrust into him, shuddering with Lan Zhan as he complies with Wei Ying's request.
After Lan Zhan collapses onto him, he lifts his hand to cup his lover's cheek, a happy, content smile on Wei Ying's face. He can't remember a time in his life where he's ever felt so peaceful and satisfied with his life and existence.
"That was really good, Lan Zhan," he says after a moment, his face all aglow. "You're really good at this! If I didn't know any better, I'd wonder if you'd been with someone other than me!"
But Wei Ying does know better. After tonight, how could he not? It sure took him long enough...
The comment has him still for a long moment before he pulls back, sliding off him to sit on the bed and clean himself up, his expression slipping back into the neutral look he normally wore.
"...Shower." Because Wei Ying needs one before he sleeps and he needs a few moments to himself after that comment.
"Yeah, I should go do that now, huh? I'll be back soon."
Maybe he could use a few minutes to himself, too, to unwind a little It'd all felt really good but a lot sure did change between them very quickly just then, hadn't it? Just standing in the shower and focusing on that for a bit might help.
Wei Ying gets up off the bed and goes to do just that.
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And then he's just flipping him over, slicking his fingers before he lightly rubs one over his entrance, and then works it inside him.
"If you come, I stop."
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He's not even coherent enough for thought, much less speech. And he's certainly in no position to resist, not that he would ever want to. Wei Ying has no idea what's gotten into Lan Zhan today but he is not complaining. He's just going to have to hold himself together a little longer somehow.
He moans loudly as Lan Zhan finger sinks into him, bracing himself and biting his lip. He can't come yet; he hasn't touched or even looked at Lan Zhan since this little reward session began. A reward session that's somehow become so much more than just that the longer it goes on.
But god, is it taking him so much willpower not just fuck himself on Lan Zhan's finger on the spot right now.
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And Wangji is nothing if not patient. Still the question had finally come and as he adds a second finger, he stretches him self over Wei Ying's back pressing kisses up the line of his spine until his mouth finds his lover's shoulder.
And he bites there, sucking a mark after a moment, while his free hand removes the blindfold.
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He can wait just a little longer for his lover to finish preparing him for entry, gasping into the mattress.
"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, please... I'm almost ready. I can take it."
Brave last words for an inxperienced virgin with a well-endowed lover.
"I want to see you. I want to look at you when we do it."
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And he takes his time untying him too, his fingers deft but deliberately slow until he's free and then Wangji moves, settles to sit with his back against the headboard.
And waits to see exactly what Wei Ying will do now.
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So Wei Ying cuts right to the chase, crawling up the bed, over Lan Zhan's legs until he's straddling his lap, maintaining direct eye contact all the while. He spits in his palm then reaches behind himself almost lazily to find Lan Zhan's member to give it a stroke and align it with his entrance.
Then very slowly and carefully starts sinking down onto him, still holding his gaze.
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And once he's still, Wangji lifts a hand to the back of Wei Ying's head to pull him closer for a kiss.
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The way he's looking into Lan Zhan's eyes is just so soft and full of warm affection. When the kiss breaks naturally, Wei Ying's quick to initiate another one.
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And breaking the last kiss has him dropping his head so he can suck another mark on Wei Ying's neck.
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He's going to have quite a few marks in the morning, bitten and otherwise, but he doesn't mind. In fact, Wei Ying would be happy to show and tell the world about them and who gave them to him. They're proof, solid evidence that someone out there really, truly wants him.
Wei Ying's never done this before or even really looked at gay porn before so he's not quite sure what he should do with his legs here. Once Lan Zhan starts to thrust inside him, he lifts his legs, holding them clumsily in place so as not to hinder these pleasurable movements.
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"Mine." It's quiet, spoken against his lips as he finally starts picking up the pace, his eyes half closing, one hand moving to stroke Wei Ying.
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Lan Zhan wants to be with him in a way that's more than just physical?
That's wonderful!
His thoughts scatter in all directions when Lan Zhan's hand closes around him and starts to stroke. Between this and the way his lover's thrusts keep hitting a spot deep inside him, Wei Ying's breathing is shallow, his forehead sheened with sweat. His legs cling weakly to Lan Zhan's waist, his trembling hands sliding up to caress his back. Wei Ying lifts his head to whisper three simple words in his ear as he feels himself coming closer and closer to the edge.
"I love you."
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Lifting his head to meet Wei Ying's eyes, as one hand comes up to cup his cheek, his expression going soft in a way that he's never shown to anyone else. Not even his brother.
"Wei Ying"
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"I love you, Lan Zhan," he says again, tone genuinely sweet and doting in a way no one has ever heard from before, not even his beloved sister.
Wei Ying takes one of his hands off of his lover to place it over the hand on his cheek, resting it there gently.
"I want to be with you, too."
Probably a conversation they should've had long before the sex toys and they began climbing into bed together in any capacity but better late than never...?
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And this time when he starts to move again, there's no holding back, his thrusts slamming into Wei Ying, aiming to hit that spot each time as he dips his head for another kiss, this one possessive and demanding.
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Honestly, he probably still doesn't but it's not stopping him from entering this relationship with Lan Zhan anyway.
"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, more, more," he says greedily against those demanding lips, grunting with pleasure as each thrust pounds against that spot.
It's his first time and with Lan Zhan fucking him as hard as he is now, he's not going to last much longer but oh, will it be worth it.
"Harder, make it so I never want to leave your bed, Lan Zhan!"
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But now, he didn't have to.
Every word out of Wei Ying's mouth just has his movements becoming more rough, more erratic even if he's still trying to hit that spot, to push Wei Ying just that much closer to the edge, Wangji's teeth sinking into his shoulder.
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"Finish in me," he mumurs blissfully against his lover's kiss swollen lips before pecking them softly. "Come in me. Come hard. You know you want to."
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Each of the ones that follow are just as rough, until he shudders through his own orgasm, and settles forward over Wei Ying's back.
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After Lan Zhan collapses onto him, he lifts his hand to cup his lover's cheek, a happy, content smile on Wei Ying's face. He can't remember a time in his life where he's ever felt so peaceful and satisfied with his life and existence.
"That was really good, Lan Zhan," he says after a moment, his face all aglow. "You're really good at this! If I didn't know any better, I'd wonder if you'd been with someone other than me!"
But Wei Ying does know better. After tonight, how could he not? It sure took him long enough...
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"...Shower." Because Wei Ying needs one before he sleeps and he needs a few moments to himself after that comment.
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Wei Ying's smile fades just a bit but he nods.
"Yeah, I should go do that now, huh? I'll be back soon."
Maybe he could use a few minutes to himself, too, to unwind a little It'd all felt really good but a lot sure did change between them very quickly just then, hadn't it? Just standing in the shower and focusing on that for a bit might help.
Wei Ying gets up off the bed and goes to do just that.
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"...Sleep here." It's quiet, his gaze meeting Wei Ying's for a long moment.
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"...Alright. If you're sure."
The smile returns, a little less uncertain.
"I'll stay tonight. It is pretty late and I'm little worn out after that, Lan Zhan."
He cups Lan Zhan's cheek a moment, stroking it with his thumb, before stepping back.
"I'll be back in a few minutes. Right after I'm done. Promise."
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"Shower."
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Later that day/early evening.
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