He finishes before Wei Ying does, and shifts on the bed, reaching for his instrument to start playing ,letting the soothing melody fill the room while Wei Ying studies, his back against the headboard, fingers moving lightly over the strings.
The music's certainly helps him focus and it's always a pleasure to hear Lan Zhan play. It reminds Wei Ying that it's been a while since he's touched his flute. He needs to remedy that soon before his skills get too rusty.
Some time later, Wei Ying finally finishes all his assigned reading and starts shoving all his books and tablet back in his backpack. Once the bed's clear of his things, he turns to give his friend an almost sultry look over his shoulder before sitting upright and crawling over to join him at the headboard. He leans in close to whisper in Lan Zhan's ear in a manner that can already be described as seductive.
"So, Lan Zhan, are you ready to give me my reward now?"
"No, all I had to do tonight was the reading. There's a group project but I finished my part of it. I don't have anything else I need to do."
There's a faintly needy and begging tone underlying his words as his fingers spidercrawl across the blanket toward Lan Zhan but stop just short of actually touching him. After all, he hasn't been given permission yet.
He recognizes the tone for what it is, his expression remaining neutral for a few more moments before he relents, moving his instrument off the bed before he settles to sit again, gaze on Wei Ying.
Wei Ying breathes a sigh of relief and jumps off the bed to do just that. In almost record time, his black and red striped top, stylishly torn black jeans, red boxers, and even his socks. He even undoes his ponytail, shaking his hair out before it settles back down around his shoulders.
After he's naked, he kneels on the bed, hands resting on his thighs as he awaits further instruction.
He usually means for it to be slower but given how eager Wei Ying seems to be, he lets it slide this time, just watching him for a moment before he moves from the bed himself, retrieving a length of soft black fabric as he moves around the room, collecting a few other items.
And then he's back on the bed, behind Wei Ying for the moment, the fabric covering his eyes as Wangji secures it, checking to make sure it's not too loose or too tight. Then he's gone again the sound of footsteps leaving the room and coming back a few moments later.
Wei Ying's breath hitches in anticipation as his friend ties the blindfold over his eyes, a pleasant sort of nervousness rising in him before settling low in his stomach. It takes him a few seconds to adjust but he's being good and doesn't take it off to try and steal a peek at what Lan Zhan is doing. If he did that now, he'd ruin all the fun!
But after Wei Ying hears the footsteps leave and come back, he reaches out in the darkness in an attempt to get a sense for his friend's whereabouts.
Lan Zhan comes up with the best rewards for staying on task, far better than any of his actual teachers have!
The only sound in the room is the rustle of fabric, clothing being removed and folded before there's the faint sound of something being set down on the bedside table. Then he moves again, collecting a few more items before finally rejoining him on the bed.
"Hands behind your back." Even as he brushes Wei Ying's hair aside to press a kiss to the side of his neck.
Wei Ying complies immediately, putting his hands behind his back as bidden, shivering at the sensation of Lan Zhan's lips against his neck. Unconsciously, he leans backward into where he thinks his friend should be, listening intently to the sounds he's making around him and trying to guess at at what he's doing.
"This... This is different... It's a new one," he comments without the slightest trace of a complaint.
Somehow, this reward's getting Wei Ying a little more excited than he usually is when they're doing these things. His breathing's starting to quicken and grow a little more shallow already.
His fingers move, Wangji pulling his arms into position before he starts, the soft rope wrapping around slowly, as he binds Wuixian's arms slowly, taking care to check the rope and make sure he can kee it comfortably. There are light kisses along his shoulder then before Wangji bites just at the top of his spine.
Then he's gone again the bed shifting as he moves, and then he's back again, this time in front of Wei Yin, leaning n to kiss him briefly, one hand cradling the back of his head.
"Oh, I really like this one, Lan Zhan. This is a good one. Let's use this one again sometime."
Wei Ying hums and exhales softly at those light kisses, gasping when Lan Zhan suddenly bites him. For reasons, he doesn't quite understand yet, the ache in his chest intensifies. He's so sensitive riight now, he realizes, bound and blindfolded like this.
Yet somehow Wei doesn't feel the least bit afraid. A little flustered but in a really good way someho. He's smiling when Lan Zhan's mouth seeks his, kissing him back with happy enthusiasm, just enjoying it for what it is.
A kiss between really good friends who are completely comfortable and at ease with other. Even if those kisses have been increasingly common and grown substantially deeper and more heated lately. This one turns out to be just little too brief for his liking and a disappointed whimper escapes him, even as he cranes his head into Lan Zhan's hand.
And then he pulls his hand away, cutting off all contact for several long moments, Wangji letting the quiet drag out. And when he's finally ready, there's the sensation of something cold and wet tracing his collarbone, a warm tongue following a moment later to catch the drops of water on his skin.
Something feels different about this time. That funny ache inside just keeps getting worse, the excited butterflies in his stomach increasing. Wei Ying's not completely stupid about this things. Mostly stupid but not completely dumb. He knows that friendships are complicated sometimes, especially between guys. And he knows what 'friends-with-benefits' are, he learned about that label this year and it's always been fine for this, he'd thought. There were a few times in high school where he'd kissed his classmate as part of a party game or just because he felt like doing it so moving on to Lan Zhan's reward system to help him keep on track with his schoolwork hadn't really been that big of a leap for him. Not really.
But this, this feels different than that, all of a sudden. Wei Ying can't put his finger on why. Is it because of the blindfold? The rope?
However, before Wei Ying can even think to open his mouth, his confused feelings playing across his expressive face in clear view, and say what's on his mind, he's distracted by the ice cube on his collarbone, actually letting out a low moan at the sensation of Lan Zhan's tongue there following it. And after that, he can't even form intelligible words.
He's taking it almost painfully slow this time, the piece of ice gliding over Wei Ying's skin, his tongue following the path down, flicking over a nipple before he sucks it into his mouth, teeth tugging briefly as his tongue teases the small rise. Then the other getting the same attention.
Then he pulls back, lifts his head and leans in to kiss Wei Ying with the ice in his mouth. And the kiss is as slow and gentle as everything else.
Mostly what comes out of Wei Ying's mouth is just incohrent choking sounds and soft growls as he begins straining against the rope binding his arms. By the time, Lan Zhan's finished playing with his nipples and has started kissing him on lips again, Wei Ying's kissing him back with increasing heat and hunger, his dick already hard.
When it breaks, he's shaking.
"Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan, please."
He doesn't even know what he's trying to ask for yet.
"Later." A gentle push has Wei Ying landing on his back, arms beneath him as he retrieves another piece of ice, this one sliding a trail down hover his stomach, Wangji's tongue following the path down. And then he veers off to one hip, biting him there and sucking a mark, ice on his tongue as he does.
His hands though smooth over Wei Ying's thigh, trace down to his knees as he mouths his way back across and then back up, licking the trails of water from his skin.
It's different. This time really is different. As resentless as he's being, Lan Zhan's taking this so slow and being so gentle. Has he always been like thi and Wei Ying just somehow didn't notice? Usually when they do things like this, Wei Ying doesn't think much beyond simply getting them both off if he thinks about anything at all.
But being bound ahd helplless under Lan Zhan is enforcing stillness and reflection. Wei Ying can't do much more than feel and think about his feelings, while panting breathlessly with needy desire.
Or he can try to talk and put his feelings into actual words.
"Lan Zhan," he begins in a quiet, shaky voice after responding to his latest kiss with a creeping tenderness he himself is barely aware of.
His face and entire body feel hot and flushed right now but he pushes through it. Whatever else they are or are becoming, they're still friends. Lan Zhan is still his friend.
"...This isn't just about rewards between us now, is it?"
Because the best time for Wei Ying to suddenly bring up The Relationship Talk with someone is while he's naked, tied up, and blindfolded on their bed, right?
"Whatever you need it to be." He lifts his head, gaze on Wei Yings' face for a moment before his mouth finds another spot on his neck to mark, biting harder there as his hands smooth down over Wei Ying's body slowly.
"What do you want, Wei Ying?" He breaks the contact then, settles back on his heels to just study his lover, his hands folding in his lap as he waits, lets him consider exactly what he's going to say.
"I want you to untie me, Lan Zhan," he says quietly, voice sounding a bit more certain now. "Take off the the blindfold so I can look you in the eye as we do this."
Because he's not completely stupid. Wei Ying can understand where they're heading now at this moment. Finally.
"Not yet." It's very mild, his fingers tracing over the bedding for a moment before he collects one more piece of ice, his eyes moving up Wei Ying's body slowly before they settle on his face.
"Patience." And then the ice traces over his skin, circles his shaft slowly before he runs it up the side and his tongue follow. A moment later, the ice is in his mouth and he's lowering his head, lips wrapping around Wei Ying as his fingers trace over a hip.
Wei Ying lets out something between a whimper and a yelp when the ice touches his dick, the sound quickly turning into a strangled cry when it's followed by Lan Zhan's tongue. When his lover's takes him into his cooled mouth, what's left of Wei Ying's mind right now short-circuits entirely and he starts writhing, back arching up off the bed.
Tears are leaking out of the corners of his eyes now, the sensations are temperature are just too much for him handle!
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.
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Date: 2020-02-06 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-02-06 05:25 am (UTC)Some time later, Wei Ying finally finishes all his assigned reading and starts shoving all his books and tablet back in his backpack. Once the bed's clear of his things, he turns to give his friend an almost sultry look over his shoulder before sitting upright and crawling over to join him at the headboard. He leans in close to whisper in Lan Zhan's ear in a manner that can already be described as seductive.
"So, Lan Zhan, are you ready to give me my reward now?"
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Date: 2020-02-06 05:30 am (UTC)"You have nothing else due to be completed for any classes?"
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Date: 2020-02-06 05:42 am (UTC)There's a faintly needy and begging tone underlying his words as his fingers spidercrawl across the blanket toward Lan Zhan but stop just short of actually touching him. After all, he hasn't been given permission yet.
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Date: 2020-02-06 05:45 am (UTC)"...Undress."
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Date: 2020-02-06 05:58 am (UTC)After he's naked, he kneels on the bed, hands resting on his thighs as he awaits further instruction.
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Date: 2020-02-06 06:01 am (UTC)And then he's back on the bed, behind Wei Ying for the moment, the fabric covering his eyes as Wangji secures it, checking to make sure it's not too loose or too tight. Then he's gone again the sound of footsteps leaving the room and coming back a few moments later.
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Date: 2020-02-06 06:24 am (UTC)But after Wei Ying hears the footsteps leave and come back, he reaches out in the darkness in an attempt to get a sense for his friend's whereabouts.
Lan Zhan comes up with the best rewards for staying on task, far better than any of his actual teachers have!
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Date: 2020-02-06 06:28 am (UTC)"Hands behind your back." Even as he brushes Wei Ying's hair aside to press a kiss to the side of his neck.
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Date: 2020-02-06 08:27 am (UTC)Wei Ying complies immediately, putting his hands behind his back as bidden, shivering at the sensation of Lan Zhan's lips against his neck. Unconsciously, he leans backward into where he thinks his friend should be, listening intently to the sounds he's making around him and trying to guess at at what he's doing.
"This... This is different... It's a new one," he comments without the slightest trace of a complaint.
Somehow, this reward's getting Wei Ying a little more excited than he usually is when they're doing these things. His breathing's starting to quicken and grow a little more shallow already.
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Date: 2020-02-06 08:44 am (UTC)Then he's gone again the bed shifting as he moves, and then he's back again, this time in front of Wei Yin, leaning n to kiss him briefly, one hand cradling the back of his head.
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Date: 2020-02-06 09:06 am (UTC)Wei Ying hums and exhales softly at those light kisses, gasping when Lan Zhan suddenly bites him. For reasons, he doesn't quite understand yet, the ache in his chest intensifies. He's so sensitive riight now, he realizes, bound and blindfolded like this.
Yet somehow Wei doesn't feel the least bit afraid. A little flustered but in a really good way someho. He's smiling when Lan Zhan's mouth seeks his, kissing him back with happy enthusiasm, just enjoying it for what it is.
A kiss between really good friends who are completely comfortable and at ease with other. Even if those kisses have been increasingly common and grown substantially deeper and more heated lately. This one turns out to be just little too brief for his liking and a disappointed whimper escapes him, even as he cranes his head into Lan Zhan's hand.
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Date: 2020-02-06 09:12 am (UTC)Not yet.
And then he pulls his hand away, cutting off all contact for several long moments, Wangji letting the quiet drag out. And when he's finally ready, there's the sensation of something cold and wet tracing his collarbone, a warm tongue following a moment later to catch the drops of water on his skin.
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Date: 2020-02-06 09:50 am (UTC)But this, this feels different than that, all of a sudden. Wei Ying can't put his finger on why. Is it because of the blindfold? The rope?
However, before Wei Ying can even think to open his mouth, his confused feelings playing across his expressive face in clear view, and say what's on his mind, he's distracted by the ice cube on his collarbone, actually letting out a low moan at the sensation of Lan Zhan's tongue there following it. And after that, he can't even form intelligible words.
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Date: 2020-02-06 11:43 am (UTC)Then he pulls back, lifts his head and leans in to kiss Wei Ying with the ice in his mouth. And the kiss is as slow and gentle as everything else.
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Date: 2020-02-06 12:22 pm (UTC)When it breaks, he's shaking.
"Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan, please."
He doesn't even know what he's trying to ask for yet.
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Date: 2020-02-06 12:28 pm (UTC)His hands though smooth over Wei Ying's thigh, trace down to his knees as he mouths his way back across and then back up, licking the trails of water from his skin.
Until he's kissing Wei Ying again.
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Date: 2020-02-06 01:17 pm (UTC)But being bound ahd helplless under Lan Zhan is enforcing stillness and reflection. Wei Ying can't do much more than feel and think about his feelings, while panting breathlessly with needy desire.
Or he can try to talk and put his feelings into actual words.
"Lan Zhan," he begins in a quiet, shaky voice after responding to his latest kiss with a creeping tenderness he himself is barely aware of.
His face and entire body feel hot and flushed right now but he pushes through it. Whatever else they are or are becoming, they're still friends. Lan Zhan is still his friend.
"...This isn't just about rewards between us now, is it?"
Because the best time for Wei Ying to suddenly bring up The Relationship Talk with someone is while he's naked, tied up, and blindfolded on their bed, right?
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Date: 2020-02-06 01:22 pm (UTC)"What do you want, Wei Ying?" He breaks the contact then, settles back on his heels to just study his lover, his hands folding in his lap as he waits, lets him consider exactly what he's going to say.
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Date: 2020-02-06 01:55 pm (UTC)Because he's not completely stupid. Wei Ying can understand where they're heading now at this moment. Finally.
And he's not scared of it anymore.
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Date: 2020-02-06 01:59 pm (UTC)"Patience." And then the ice traces over his skin, circles his shaft slowly before he runs it up the side and his tongue follow. A moment later, the ice is in his mouth and he's lowering his head, lips wrapping around Wei Ying as his fingers trace over a hip.
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Date: 2020-02-06 02:34 pm (UTC)Tears are leaking out of the corners of his eyes now, the sensations are temperature are just too much for him handle!
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Date: 2020-02-06 02:39 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2020-02-06 03:10 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2020-02-06 03:19 pm (UTC)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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