[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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[afterthemoment]

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.

[abstains]

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?

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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.

[abstains]

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.

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"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?

[abstains]

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

[abstains]

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.

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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.