afterthemoment | [Open RP Post]

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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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His fingers twitch slightly, his expression shifting from content to something else, arm tightening around Wei Ying.

...Back when we were in school together, your first year there. You remember that year.

That early?

His tone's a little surprised but then Lan Zhan's arm tightens around him. He does remember that year, though. At least, he remembers the incidents he's referring to.

"...Jiang Cheng?"

It hadn't been his finest year, managing to alienate Lan Zhan right off the bat and mess up his relationship with his foster brother in a way Wei Ying hasn't been able to repair. Getting involved with Jiang Cheng that way had turned out to be every bit as much of a mistake as he'd suspected it would be.

But as one door had shut, perhaps permanently, another had opened in its place.

"Yes." He doesn't go into detail, doesn't need to. They both know what happened that year with Jiang Wanyin and how it had ended.

You were so different...I didn't like it.

"I didn't think you liked me much before that either. You really surprised me back then."

Intervening with Jiang Cheng, offering him a sanctuary on campus where he could breathe without his brother suffocating him, and then in the end physically protecting Wei Ying.

"I think I felt something for you, too, in those days. You were always so nice to me. You helped me."

He'd been in way over his head with Jiang Cheng and hadn't know how to handle the situation at all.

"You needed me." It's very quiet, his hand smoothing over Wei Ying's stomach and chest, curling around his neck lightly to tilt his head back so he can kiss at the corner of his mouth.

And I needed you to be yourself..

He had needed him. More than he'd realized. His world that been tilting chaotically, on the verge of capsizing totally. He loved Jiang Cheng still, even know, as a brother and a friend but adopted sibling had made it painfully clear just what he'd thought of those feelings at the time.

Wei Ying and Lan Zhan had become inseparable after that, even it had still taken him an absurd time to realize and acknowledge they were more than just friends.

He tilts his head so he can kiss him more fully.

I love you. I don't regret choosing you.

I love you too, and I will always choose you. He kisses back, one hand cupping the back of Wei Ying's head as he does so.

He's lucky. So lucky to be alive. So lucky to have a home and a chance to spend the rest of his life with this wonderful man. Lan Zhan's closer to him than anyone's ever been and having him so near doesn't scare him at all. His trust in him is absolute, regardless of the mishap that had occurred in the Underground so many years ago.

After the kiss breaks, Wei Ying gets up and turns to face him, the soft expression belying the intensity in the gaze he turns on his lover. He just loves this man so much, more than he can propely express in just words alone.

He resettles in the tub, this time straddling his husband's lap as he dips his head to kiss him again.

You're perfect.

His soulmate.

Wei Ying shifting positions just has his hands sliding down to his husband's backside, fingers smoothing over his cheeks as he kisses him back, dragging it out slowly, savoring the tast of Wei Ying's mouth.

Only when I'm with you

They'd had a long enough breather, Wei Ying thinks as he starts grinding in his husband's lap a bit, keeping the kiss slow and deep. It wasn't that long ago that they'd had each other at the club and he's ready to go again. If it was physically possible for them to spend every waking moment on lovemaking, Wei Ying would devote himself to pursuit of that goal.

You say the sweetest things, you know that? Is it any wonder I'm utterly crazy about you?

Even if he doesn't completely understand what it is about himself that keeps Lan Zhan so enamored, he makes him feel like he's worth something and he likes that feeling.

One hand settles on a hip, fingers digging in as the other slips between them, wraps around them both and strokes slowly, his eyes opening to watch Wei Ying once they break the kiss.

I love you.

Always.

He's gotten so sappy since settling down. They both have, really. He doesn't really have anyone in his life but his husband anymore. His brother-in-law to some extent. He studies Lan Zhan's face, groaning at the pleasant friction between them. Wei Ying reaches behind and pushes a finger inside. Seeing that he's still fairly loose and relaxed from the club still, he quickly adds a second and third, working them in and out as he leans in and starts dropping soft kisses along Lan Zhan's jaw.

Wei Ying shifting like that has him watching his husband, gaze taking in every shift in his expression, savoring every sound he makes and his grip tightens just a little as his hand moves faster over their shafts.

Ready?

Yes.

He really can't get anough; his hunger for this man never truly sates. Wei Ying's cups his husband's face in his hands, kissing him softly and sweetly, as he reaches down to pull Lan Zhan's hand away. He squeezes it once before letting to grab his cock and position it so the head's positioned at his entrance.

I want you in me.

And then he seats himself on it, moaning loudly as he sinks down onto him. That they're doing this in the bath just increases the sensuality of it.

Always want to be in you

His hips rock up as Wei Ying takes him, breaking the kiss to mouth a spot on his neck.

"Mmm, this is nice. You always feel so nice," Wei Ying purrs, just enjoying the feel of his husband pressed so deep inside him and warmth of the water.

If only you could be. It's a miracle everything still works for both of us with how often we do this everyday.

He starts to ride him slowly, taking him fully with each movement, toying with Lan Zhan's nipples with his fingertips.

We could probably make some extra money selling sex tapes, you know.

His tone's teasing and playful. He gives his husband's nipple a light pinch.

What do you think, Lan Zhan? Could you stand anyone else seeing me take your cock like this?

His hips rock up, meet him every time he moves, Wangji shifting the angle until he's hitting just right with every thrust.

...No selling, but if you want to film us, you can. I don't want anyone else hearing you.

It's always so intense between them and Wei Ying loves ever second of it. No one makes him feel alive the way Lan Zhan can. The pleasure's so consuming that it takes a moment for him to catch his breath and focus enough to reply.

Mm, I like that. Keeping mementos just for us. I don't want anyone else seeing you like this. This side of Lan Zhan is mine and mine alone.

He punctuates his points by biting and sucking at the side of Lan Zhan's throat in a very visible spot. Everyone needs to know his husband is very much taken and off-limits to anyone but him.

Only yours. His head drops back giving Wei Ying more access to his neck as his hips keep moving, pace slow for now, his hand wrapping around Wei Ying to stroke him.

More soft bites and kisses, accompanied by Wei Ying sucking on and licking the marks he's making. He focuses on the sensation of Lan Zhan moving slowly in and out of his passage, moaning each time he hits that spot. Bathwater sloshes gently against the sides of the tub with each of their movement. Lan Zhan's hand on him threatens to undo him completely but he holds on, not wanting this to end too soon.

You're everything to me. My sun, my moon, my stars, my sky... My everything.

Then a brief pause before he adds.

I want you to tie me up again soon. Blindfold me. Handcuff me. I've missed it.

His thumb rubs over the head of Wei Yings shaft deliberately, his eyes on his husband's as he keeps his hips moving letting Wei Ying mark where he will until he stops and then Wangji closes his mouth over a mark, sucks it on slowly.

You want to be completely helpless and begging under my hands? Just tell me when.

Tomorrow.

Right now's tempting, too, but that means actually stopping and he's quite comfortable where he's at, steadily being pushed toward that edge. He's leaking fluid onto Lan Zhan's thumb, breathing hard. Wei Ying grabs Lan Zhan's hair and tugs his head back to kiss him deeply hard, grabbing one of his husband's hands and interlacing their fingers.

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