[Open RP Post]

[afterthemoment]

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.

Comments

[abstains]

Being still is harder than he expected but he does try, any movements he makes just slight shifts of his hips, Wangji leaning up over his back to press a kiss to his shoulder. But he's not moving.

His breathing is rough, ragged and it takes very ounce of control he has to give Wei Ying time to adjust but it's worth it. He'd never expected to be able see Wei Ying again much less be able to do this and the sound of his name on Wei Ying's lips has him making a quiet rough sound, not quite a groan but something close.

[afterthemoment]

It helps, taking this part slow. Wei Ying's forehead drops to rest on his forearms, his breathing continuing to even out. Gradually, the tension ebbs out of his shoulders, back, and buttocks over the next few minutes as does his passage. It's still a tight fit but a more comfortable one as he gets used to it so Wei Ying lifts his head shoots a glance back at Lan Zhan over his shoulder and nods once.

"Go ahead, Lan Zhan. You can move now but be gentle! You're still big, even if you feel really good inside me like this."

If he's eased up enough for dirty talk, he must ready to go now, right?

[abstains]

As soon as he's talking it's as good a sign as for him to start moving, even if the first few thrusts are experimental more than consistent. Not that it takes him long to find the rhythm that works for the both of them, hand dropping from his waist to wrap around and stroke Wei Ying.

And teeth graze his shoulder before he turns his head, catching Wei Ying in a kiss.

[afterthemoment]

The angle Wei Ying's head is turned makes it awkward to sustain so it winds up being very messy and brief, leaving a saliva trail dangling between their lips. His moans get louder as Lan Zhan strokes him, fluids already leaking from the sensitive tip.

Wei Ying rocks his hips backward into Lan Zhan's thrusts. The physical pleasure is nothing compared to the deep spiritual and emotional satisfaction he feels being with him like this. He's love in with this man. Why did it ever take him so long to figure it out?

The sensation of Lan Zhan's long, black hair caressing his sides with each movement is driving his greed for more, too.

"Lan Zhan, oh, Lan Zhan... Keep going just like that. Just don't stop whatever you do."

[abstains]

His hips move, his pace becoming more erratic as his teeth sink into Wei Ying's shoulder. grip tightening on his dick as he strokes, trying to take him over that edge. His voice is rough when he manages to groan Wei Ying's name but he's past thought, past anything but the feeling of Wei Ying wrapped around him.

And when he finally does come, it's oddly quiet for him, his hips slowly as he sags forward over his lover's back, his hand still moving.

[afterthemoment]

It doesn't take long for Wei Ying to follow and his orgasm hits him hard as he spills all over Lan Zhan's hand with a cry, shuddering and slumping against the countertop. He just rests there, breathing uneven as he comes back to himself.

Wei Ying doesn't move though, a slow wave of bone deep wave of peace and contentment washing over him now. It wasn't what he expected would happen after running into Lan Zhan on the street today but he's far from complaining.

"I love you, Lan Zhan," he murmurs again, sighing blissfully. "Come to bed with me now?"

[abstains]

"Clean up first." He finally steps back, moving to find a cloth and wet it so they can clean up before he just picks Wei Ying up to carry him to bed, gently dropping him on the covers before stretching out beside him, one arm settling over him as he leans to brush lips against his hair.

"...We'll get an early start tomorrow." Because he knows Wei Ying isn't going to want to sit still. Can't let himself sit still while he has questions and while he'll have to take some time off, he'll be right beside him.

[afterthemoment]

Once they've cleaned up and they're back in the bedroom, Wei Ying's content to cuddle close to his lover. The restlessness that had plagued him when he'd tried to rest before is gone now, replaced by peace. He nods a little drowsily at Lan Zhan's words, reaching up to gently pull him down for a soft, goodnight kiss.

As confusing as his situation is, he'll be okay as long as Lan Zhan is with him through it.

[abstains]

He meets the kiss easily, keeping it brief and just covering them both with one arm staying over Wei Ying as he watches over him until he falls asleep. And then he dozes off himself.