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If you'd like to thread with Wei Wuxian outside of any games or memes, here's a place to do it! If there's a prompt or idea you have in mind, feel free to toss it at me. If a thread's going to be NSFW or contain triggering subjects, please mark it in the subject line. Other than that, go wild! Texts, emails, and other formats besides prose or action tags are welcome!

ETA: NSFW threads within, some not explicitly marked.

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"You will." But it doesn't change the fact his hands smooth over Wei Ying's skin, before his mouth presses against his collarbone,bites there before he's capturing a nipple between his teeth.

"But not yet." His tongue flicks against the nipple, strokes over it slowly.

Then he can give in and just let Lan Zhan have his way with him for a little while first. He just has to be careful not to escalate things so far and fast they forget what they're doing. His nipple's stiffening and a moan at that hint of teath escapes him. His hands continue to travel up Lan Zhan's back, mindful of the scars but also not shying away from them. They're as much a part of him as any other aspect of Lan Zhan and symbolic of his husband's love for him.

They've long passed the point where Wei Ying's accepted every aspect of Lan Zhan's love.

"Mm, I'm trusting you not to forget."

He really does want to try to make Lan Zhan feel as good as the way he makes him feel. For now, he shifts into a slightly more relaxed position on the bed.

Watching Wei Ying come apart under his hands is something he enjoys, fingers tracing over skin, his mouth following the same path as he leaves bites and bruises on his husband's body, eventually settling between his legs and dragging his tongue up the underside of Wei Ying's shaft slowly before taking him into his mouth.

"Er-gege," he breathes, the name giving away to a moan.

He's already aching with need by the time Lan Zhan's taking him into his mouth. Wei Ying reaches down to caress his husband's hair and face, hips arching up on the bed instinctively. His husband had certainly taken his instruction during their first time to heart.

"You're getting so good at this now. I knew you would. You're so good at everything! Of course, you're good at this, too."

It was easy to learn the best ways to take him apart quickly, just watching his reactions to how his hands move, the places his mouth focused on but his eyes close anyway, the feel of those fingers in his hair enbough to have him picking up the pace a little, working him up but only until he knows Wei Ying is right on that edge.

And then he stops, pulling back to watch his husband for a moment before retrieving the oil, slicking fingers and then coming back to settle again. Stretching himself a little should be simple enough.

Wei Ying's panting and breathless, splayed shamelessly across bed. He gives a pathetic little whimper when Lan Zhan finally stops, instinctively reaching out with the fuzzy thought of pulling his husband back down on top of him. The plea to just be fucked until he's numb is about to spill from his lips when he catches himself.

Oh. Right. He wanted to try being inside Lan Zhan for a change.

He sits up, face flushed, and grabs his husband's chin, turning his face toward his before kissing him with bruising intensity. Wei Ying's reaches down with his free hand to wrap it around Lan Zhan's cock, stroking him intently.

Fingers catch his wrist, stopping his hand although he does kiss back, takes control of the kiss and deepens it, working himself open with his fingers until there's enough give before he's pushing Wei Ying back down.

"Don't touch me there." It's very quiet before he moves, hand guiding Wei Ying into place before he's sinking down over him slowly.

"Ah! Lan Zhan!"

It's his first time being inside his husband so of course, the senstation of it is really intense. He closes his eyes, brow furrowing, his heart pounding. He's so tight and hot wrapped around him like this; all he can think about is Lan Zhan, about savoring this moment as long as he can. His hips remain still, his hands twisting and clenching on the blanket underneath them.

Is this how it feels for his husband? He wonders wildly.

He doesn't make a sound as he starts to move, riding Wei Ying slowly, leaning down to kiss him as he does. It's not his preferred position but if Wei Ying wants the experience, he can have it.

This time.

As awkward of a first time this is, it still feels good. Wei Ying kisses him back, tangling his hand in Lan Zhan's hair and stroking his hand along his sides. It's not his best performance in bed so far and he knows it but he moves his hips anyway, trying to think back to how Lan Zhan does it to him.

Thankfully, for both of them, he comes fairly quickly, back arching as he does so, before slumping back on the bed.

"All right," he murmurs after a moment. "Your turn now."

He keeps kissing Wei Ying, hands wandering as he readjusts his position, letting him have the time to recover as his mouth finds new spots to kiss and bite along his body, hand sliding between his legs so slick fingers can start working him open.

A nervous tension Wei Ying hadn't noticed in himself until now starts dissipating under those kisses and bites as they fall back into their normal rhythm. Soon his pleasured signs and shameless moans are starting to fill the jingshi as usual.

"Lan Zhan, my beautiful Er-gege," he says softly. "You indulge me."

Even when his ideas aren't nearly as well thought out in advance as they should be.

Wangji lifts his head, fingers pushing all the way to find the spot inside Wei Ying that he knows has him all but senseless with the right teasing.

"...Anything you want, Wei Ying." It's quiet and then he's kissing him again, his fingertips just stroking over that spot.

It takes a moment for him to respond, he's so distracted by Lan Zhan's fingers. Wei Ying kisses him back, deepening it before breaking it briefly to whisper.

"You're so good to me, Er-Gege."

His expression softens even as he starts fucking himself on Lan Zhan's fingers.

"I love you."

"I love you too." And then he's pulling his fingers out, guiding himself to start pressing into Wei Ying, his hands smoothing over his hips, up his sides.

Wei Ying groans at the entry, dragging Lan Zhan down for a kiss. It's much better this way, much less awkward and clumsy. Maybe the other way will be easier with some additional research but right now, this is all he wants.

He tangles his legs with Lan Zhan's, heels pressing lazily into his calves.

"You feel so good," he murmurs softly, pressing one peck after another to his husband's lips. "You can go as fast and hard as you want. Make me scream, Er-Gege. Make me scream."

Not this isn't a part of their 'everyday' activities anyway but it feels especially important restore the usual order of things right now to him.

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