Translated by K of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
The second morning, Wei WuXian somehow woke up earlier than Lan w.a.n.gJi did. His legs were shaking throughout the entire day.
The tapir* incense burner was seized and scrutinized by them for a long while. Wei WuXian took it apart and put it back together, but he still couldn't understand the mystery behind it.
*TN: This refers to the mythical animal in the shape of which the incense burner was built. These creatures are often connected to dreams.
Sitting beside the desk, Wei WuXian pondered, "If it's not a problem with the incense, then it has to be a problem with the incense burner. What a thing. It feels so real even Empathy might not compare to it. Was it ever recorded in the Library Pavilion?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi shook his head.
If he shook his head, that meant it was certain n.o.body had ever recorded it. Wei WuXian, "Oh, well. Its potency has already pa.s.sed. We should store it properly for now so that other people don't come into contact with it by accident. If some master of spiritual tools ever visit us, we could take it out again and ask them."
They both thought that the incense burner's potency has pa.s.sed already, yet what happened was beyond what they expected.
At night, after a round between the sheets, Wei WuXian and Lan w.a.n.gJi fell asleep side by side, lying within the Jings.h.i.+.
Soon after, he opened his eyes again only to discover that he was again lying below the magnolia tree outside the Library Pavilion. The sunlight spilled onto his face through the flowering branches. Wei WuXian squinted, covering it with his hand. He slowly got up.
This time, however, Lan w.a.n.gJi wasn't beside him.
Wei WuXian cupped his right hand around his lips, shouting, "Lan Zhan!"
n.o.body answered. Wei WuXian wondered, Looks like the incense burner's potency hasn't pa.s.sed yet. But where's Lan Zhan? Don't tell me I'm the only one affected by the incense burner's leftover powers?
Before the magnolia trees was a small path of white pebbles. A group of the GusuLan Sect's disciples, wearing white clothes and forehead ribbons, pa.s.sed carrying a few books each, as though they were about to attend their morning lectures. None of them spared Wei WuXian a single glance, still unable to see him. Wei WuXian went up the Library Pavilion and stole a look. Lan w.a.n.gJi wasn't inside, no matter the big one or the small one. And so he got down again, beginning his aimless stroll throughout the Cloud Recesses.
Not long afterwards, he managed to make out the whispering voices of two boys. He walked closer, finding that one of their voices sounded quite familiar, "… n.o.body had ever kept any within the bounds of the Cloud Recesses. To do such a thing is unheard of."
After a moment of silence, the other boy answered, somewhat dejected, "I know. But… I have already made my promise. I cannot go against my word."
Wei WuXian picked this up. He sneakily glanced over. As expected, conversing amidst a clearing of green gra.s.s was Lan XiChen and Lan w.a.n.gJi.
It was a spring day vibrant with soft winds. The young brothers seemed to be two immaculate pieces of jade, reflected against each other. Both were dressed in snowy robes, their wide sleeves and forehead ribbons flapping in the wind, almost as if they were a painting. The Lan w.a.n.gJi at this point in time was also just about sixteen. He frowned slightly, as though he was worried about something. What he held in his arm was a white rabbit, sniffing its pink nose, and beside his foot was another rabbit, its long ears perked up as it stood clinging to his boot, trying to climb up.
Lan XiChen, "How could the casual remarks between two boys be considered a serious promise? Is it really because of this?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi looked at the ground and said nothing.
Lan XiChen smiled, "Fine. Then if by any chance Uncle asks of this, you must explain things to him properly. These days, you have been spending just a little too much time on them."
Lan w.a.n.gJi nodded solemnly, "Thank you, Brother." With a pause, he added, "… They will not affect my studies."
Lan XiChen, "I know, w.a.n.gJi. However, you must not tell Uncle who gave these to you. Or else, out of rage, he would make you send them away no matter what."
Hearing this, it seemed as though Lan w.a.n.gJi hugged the rabbit in his arms even tighter. Lan XiChen smiled. He reached out and poked the rabbit's pink nose with his fingertip, before leisurely walking away.
After he left, Lan w.a.n.gJi stood there for a while, thinking. The rabbit at times flicked its ears, resting within his arms in a comfortable manner. The one by his foot clung even more anxiously. Lan w.a.n.gJi glanced at it before bending down and picking it up as well. He placed both rabbits inside his arms, stroking gently. The tenderness of his hands contrasted his expression.
Wei WuXian felt his heart itch from just the sight of the scene. He walked out from behind the tree, wanting to get even closer to the young Lan w.a.n.gJi. Yet, the rabbits fell from Lan w.a.n.gJi's hands, and the atmosphere changed at once. He spun around. After he saw whom it was, his piercing gaze immediately faltered, "… You?!"
He was shocked, yet Wei WuXian was even more shocked, "You can see me?"
This was definitely the strangest. Logically, those inside the dream shouldn't be able to see him. But right now, Lan w.a.n.gJi looked straight at him, "Of course I can. You are… Wei Ying?"
The young man in front of him looked over twenty, definitely older than fifteen. And yet, he indeed had the same face as Wei WuXian. Lan w.a.n.gJi couldn't figure out the ident.i.ty of the intruder, maintaining sharp vigilance. If he were wearing his sword right now, he would've probably unsheathed b.i.+.c.hen already.
Wei WuXian reacted with extreme swiftness. He fixed his expression at once, "It's me!"
With such an answer, Lan w.a.n.gJi's face seemed even more alarmed as he walked a few steps backward. Wei WuXian put on a wounded expression and tone, "Lan Zhan, I took such great pains to come back and find you—how could you treat me like this?
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "Are you… truly Wei Ying?"
Wei WuXian, "Of course."
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "Then why is your appearance different?"
Wei WuXian, "Now that'd be a long story. This is what happened: I'm Wei WuXian indeed, but I'm Wei WuXian from seven years in the future. Seven years later, I discovered a powerful tool that let me travel back in time into the past. I was just in the middle of examining it when I touched it accidentally—and here I am!"
The explanation was so absurd it couldn't even fool a child. Lan w.a.n.gJi's voice was cold, "How can you prove it?"
Wei WuXian, "How do you want me to? I know absolutely everything about you. The rabbit you were hugging as well as the one by your feet—those were from me, weren't they? You seemed so reluctant when you accepted them, yet now you refuse to let them go even when your brother tells you not to. You've fallen in love?"
Hearing this, Lan w.a.n.gJi's expression changed slightly. He seemed as if he wanted to say something, yet stopped in the middle, "I…"
Wei WuXian walked a few steps closer, opening his arms with a wide grin, "What's wrong? You embarra.s.sed?"
Seeing just how peculiar his actions were, Lan w.a.n.gJi looked as though he faced a formidable enemy, his face full of caution as he walked even more steps back. Wei WuXian hadn't seen Lan w.a.n.gJi face him with such an att.i.tude in a long time. He laughed in secret as he feigned anger, "What do you mean by this? What are you avoiding me for? Good for you, Lan Zhan—for ten years you and I have been husband and wife, and now you've forgotten about me so easily?"
With this, Lan w.a.n.gJi's handsome, icy features snapped instantaneously.
He began. "… For ten years? You… and I? … have been husband and wife?!"
It was only eleven words, yet he only managed to spit them out after a handful of pauses. Wei WuXian seemed as though he finally realized something, "Oh, I forgot. You don't know about this yet. Doing the maths, it seems like we've only just met each other? Did I just leave the Cloud Recesses? No worries. Let me tell you a secret—just a few years, and we'll become partners in cultivation!"
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "… Partners in cultivation?"
Wei WuXian gloated, "That's right! The kind that practices dual cultivation everyday. It was a proper, orthodox marriage—we've even prostrated."
Lan w.a.n.gJi was so enraged that his chest heaved slightly. A moment later, a few words seeped from between his teeth, "… Utterly nonsense!"
Wei WuXian, "You'll know if it's nonsense or not if you keep listening for just a bit longer. When you sleep, you like to hug me tightly, and you have to be hugging me or else you won't be able to sleep; every time you kiss me it's always so long, and when it ends you like to bite me gently before you leave; oh, right, you like to bite me too when we're doing that other thing, like on my body…"
Ever since the words 'hug me tightly', Lan w.a.n.gJi's expression had become twisted. The longer he listened, the greater his reaction was. It was as if he was about to cover his ears to block out the obscenity, lunging forward ready to strike, "Nonsense!"
Wei WuXian dodged to the side, "Nonsense again? At least change things up a bit! And how do you even know I'm talking nonsense? Is this not what you're like?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi spoke a word at a time, "I… have never kissed… so how could I know what I like… when I…!"
Wei WuXian thought for a bit, "You're not wrong. You haven't kissed anyone yet at this age, so of course you don't know what you're like when you kiss someone. Wanna try right now?"
"…" Lan w.a.n.gJi was in such a rage he had even forgotten to summon the disciples and seize the suspicious intruder. He attacked strike after strike, aiming straight for his wrist*. He was still young at this point, however. Wei WuXian was a lot more skilled, easily avoiding the attacks. Spotting an opening, he pinched somewhere on Lan w.a.n.gJi's arm, and Lan w.a.n.gJi's movements paused. With this opportunity, Wei WuXian landed a light peck on his cheek.
*TN: At one's wrist, where the veins are and where the pulse can be felt, is an acupoint that is supposedly deadly.
"…"
After the kiss, Wei WuXian let go of Lan w.a.n.gJi's arm and released the restraint.
But Lan w.a.n.gJi was already a frozen statue, and for a long time he remained so, sent into a daze.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…" Wei WuXian laughed himself awake from the dream.
He laughed so hard he almost rolled off the bed. Fortunately, Lan w.a.n.gJi's arms were always wrapped around his waist. Along with the laughter, his entire body trembled the moment he woke up, making Lan w.a.n.gJi wake up from his sleep as well. The two sat up together.
Lan w.a.n.gJi looked down, ma.s.saging his temple with one hand, "Just now, I…"
Wei WuXian, "Just now, did you have a dream that you met a twenty-something-year-old me when you were fifteen?"
"…" Lan w.a.n.gJi stared at him, "The incense burner."
Wei WuXia nodded, "I thought I only entered the dream again because of the incense burner's after effects, yet who knew you were the one who was influenced even more heavily."
Tonight's situation was different from last time's. Just now, the young Lan Zhan in the dream was Lan w.a.n.gJi himself.
Those who were dreaming often didn't know that they were dreaming. And thus, Lan w.a.n.gJi really thought he was only fifteen in his dream. It was a proper dream at first—morning lectures, strolls, taking care of rabbits. Yet, he ran right into Wei WuXian, who snuck into his dream and decided to make mischief there. After he was caught, what came was a good round of teasing.
Wei WuXian, "I can't anymore, Lan Zhan. How you looked hugging your rabbit and not letting go, scared out of your wits that your brother and your uncle might not let you have them—I love you so much. Hahahahaha…"
Lan w.a.n.gJi didn't know how to respond, "… It is late at night. Your laughter might disturb others."
Wei WuXian, "You think we're quiet everyday at night? Why did you wake up so early? Wake up a bit later, and I'd drag you to the far mountains of your sect and do bad things with you, letting the young Lan-Ergege have a first taste of the good stuff in life, hahahaha…"
Lan w.a.n.gJi watched him roll around at the side. He never ended up finding the words. After sitting for a while, he suddenly reached out and pressed Wei WuXian down onto the bed.
The two thought that after the second night pa.s.sed, the incense burner's powers should've dissipated already. Yet, the third night, Wei WuXian woke up in Lan w.a.n.gJi's dream again.
Dressed in black, he sauntered through the white pebble paths of the Cloud Recesses, Chenqing's red ta.s.sel bobbing up and down with each stride of his. Soon, the sound of reciting textbook material floated by.
It was from the direction of the Lans.h.i.+. Wei WuXian strutted towards the room. As expected, a couple of the Lan Sect's disciples were doing their evening studies inside. Lan QiRen wasn't there. Lan w.a.n.gJi was still the one who supervised.
The Lan w.a.n.gJi of tonight's dream still appeared to be young, but he was more like the one Wei WuXian saw in the Cave of the Xuanwu, about seventeen or eighteen. His features held an elegance that already carried the air of a prominent cultivator, yet still bore the youthful green of a young man. He sat attentively before the room. When someone had a question and came forth to ask, he would take a swift glance before immediately coming up with an answer, his serious expression creating stark contrast against his adolescence.
Wei WuXian leaned against a pillar outside the Lans.h.i.+. Having watched for a while, he soundlessly swept up to the roof and placed Chenqing near his lips.
Within the Lans.h.i.+, Lan w.a.n.gJi paused slightly. One of the boys asked, "Young Master, what is it?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "Who is playing the flute at such a time?"
The boys looked at one another. Quickly, one of them replied, "I hear no flute?"
With this, Lan w.a.n.gJi frowned somewhat. He stood up and went out the door, holding his sword, just in time for Wei WuXian to put his flute away and land nimbly on another roof with a leap.
Lan w.a.n.gJi noticed the movement, ordering in a lowered voice, "Who is it?!"
Wei WuXian let out two crisp whistles slide out from below his tongue. The sound was already a couple dozen yards away. He laughed, "It's your husband!"
Hearing the voice, Lan w.a.n.gJi's expression changed. He couldn't be sure, "Wei Ying?"
Wei WuXian didn't answer him. Lan w.a.n.gJi unsheathed b.i.+.c.hen from his back and chased after him. With a few hops and leaps, Wei WuXian had already landed atop the tall walls of the Cloud Recesses. He stood up, stepping on a rooftop tile. Lan w.a.n.gJi landed as well, standing a few feet away from him. Holding b.i.+.c.hen, his forehead ribbon, his sleeves, and the lower hems of his robes flapped in the night wind, almost heavenly.
Wei WuXian put his hands behind his back, grinning, "What a handsome man with what handsome moves. With such a scene, it'd be absolutely perfect if there were to be a handsome jar of Emperor's Smile."
Lan w.a.n.gJi stared straight at him. A moment later, he spoke, "Wei Ying, what do you need, visiting the Cloud Recesses at night uninvited?"
Wei WuXian, "Guess?"
"…" Lan w.a.n.gJi, "Ridiculous!"
b.i.+.c.hen's blade sliced past, yet Wei WuXian dodged it easily. The young adult Lan w.a.n.gJi was already adept at the sword, yet in front of the current Wei WuXian, he couldn't really post much of a threat. Just a few exchanges, and he caught an opening, slapping a talisman onto Lan w.a.n.gJi's chest. Lan w.a.n.gJi's body froze, unable to move, while Wei WuXian grabbed him and sprinted towards the back mountains of the Cloud Recesses.
Wei WuXian found a thick bush of herb plants. Lan w.a.n.gJi was placed here, leaning against a white rock, "What do you want?"
Wei WuXian pinched his cheek, his face serious, "Rape."
Lan w.a.n.gJi couldn't tell if he was joking or not, face growing pale, "Wei Ying, you… must not act so recklessly."
Wei WuXian laughed, "You know me. I love acting recklessly." As he spoke, he reached under Lan w.a.n.gJi's thick layers and took a squeeze at a critical region of his.
The squeeze was quite skillfully executed, between light and heavy. Instantly, Lan w.a.n.gJi's expression grew funny.
The corners of his mouth twitched as he sealed his lips together, eventually managing to take control over his face and feign calmness. However, Wei WuXian went even further, untying his sashes and stripping his lower garments in just a few moves. He weighed in his hand the heavy thing that didn't at all match Lan w.a.n.gJi's delicate features, praising from the bottom of his heart, "You've truly been talented since a young age, HanGuang-Jun."
After he spoke, he even gave the shaft a light flick. With the such a private part of his body being played with like this, Lan w.a.n.gJi already looked as if he was about to die from rage. He didn't have the spare energy to think about whom HanGuang-Jun was either, his voice harsh, "Wei Ying!!!"
Wei WuXian snickered, "Shout all you want. n.o.body would come to save you even if you shout your throat hoa.r.s.e."
Lan w.a.n.gJi was about to speak again as he watched Wei WuXian finish laughing and, brus.h.i.+ng a strand of hair behind his ear, sink down to swallow the length down below.
Shock exploded in Lan w.a.n.gJi's eyes. He couldn't even believe what was happening, his entire body stiff.
The seventeen-year-old Lan w.a.n.gJi was still surrounded by youthful immaturity, yet the size of that erection was definitely not to be reckoned with. Wei WuXian slowly took the length into his mouth. Even before he could swallow everything, he felt its slippery tip knock against the wall of his throat. The body of the erection was thick and searing. The inside of his mouth could even feel the strong pulse of its veins. His cheeks also puffed from stuffing the foreign object inside. Despite the difficulty, he still patiently sent the remaining bit deeper into his throat.
Wei WuXian was indeed quite experienced with dealing with that member of Lan w.a.n.gJi's. He gave it all that he had, sucking and licking with much noise, almost as though he was tasting some sort of delicacy with devotion. Even with Lan w.a.n.gJi's ever-so-fair complexion that refused to let out a single tint of red, he was still blus.h.i.+ng at his neck and ears, breaths shallow. Wei WuXian spent so long time sucking and swallowing that even his cheeks began to hurt, yet still there was no release. He was quite puzzled as to what was going on—it was impossible he wasn't even skilled enough to handle the seventeen-year-old Lan w.a.n.gJi. He glanced up, however, only to find that Lan w.a.n.gJi's face was full of endurance. The rod was clearly already as hard as iron, yet he persisted stubbornly, refusing to release almost as if he was trying to protect some last line of defense.
He found it to be quite amusing, his desire to make mischief rising up again. The moist tip of the tongue licked again and again the slit atop the thick glans. With a few deep throats, Lan w.a.n.gJi finally couldn't hold it any longer and let it out.
The e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e was rather thick, its musky smell pouring into his throat. Wei WuXian straightened up, coughing lightly as he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Like before, he swallowed everything. On the other hand, after the release, Lan w.a.n.gJi stared fixedly at Wei WuXian with red eyes, speechless, whether as his body's response to the o.r.g.a.s.m or simply out of rage and embarra.s.sment.
Wei WuXian felt his heart melt, seeing such a humiliated face. He lay a gentle peck on his cheek, "Alright. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have bullied you."
As he spoke, he wiped his fingers on the length that had just e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed and drew his hands back, untying his sash to take off his lower garments.
Wei WuXian had slender legs, his thighs white as jade, lined by smooth muscles. The pair of b.u.t.tocks was round and full, creating quite an enjoyable scene. On the other hand, leaning against the rock, Lan w.a.n.gJi was most certainly able to see all that and more that was going on beneath Wei WuXian's body.
Kneeling among the gra.s.s, Wei WuXian turned around and lay p.r.o.ne onto the ground, facing Lan w.a.n.gJi with his back. He moved the fingers smeared with white towards his lower body. The entrance hid amidst the deep crevice. Wei WuXian only revealed the spot of pink after he parted the cheeks slightly. The slit was soft and rather yielding. It was closed properly at first, yet as Wei WuXian gently ma.s.saged Lan w.a.n.gJi's s.e.m.e.n around the entrance with his two long fingers, it began to open, almost shyly swallowing the fingertip. Wei WuXian sent his finger slowly and firmly all the way inside before starting to move it in and out. A while later, he began to speed up somewhat, and he was growing erect at the front as well.
When watery squelches began to come from behind, Wei WuXian inserted a third finger. He let out a soft breath, as though it was becoming too much for him. He was well aware of his capabilities, and his fingers slowed down again.
Amid the night, these details shouldn't come across as obvious, but Lan w.a.n.gJi's senses were sharp, especially his sight. He could do nothing but watch as the t.i.tillating scene carried on in front of his eyes, somehow unable to even look away.
In bed, Wei WuXian liked to reach the peak alongside Lan w.a.n.gJi. In case he released too early, thus, he avoided the key region within his body during the fingering process. However, Lan w.a.n.gJi had always taken quite good care of his sensitive spot. Right now, unable to be satisfied, his inner wall tightened more than usual, contracting time after time as though it was discontent. When the fingers at time didn't touch the spot, his hips would sink uncontrollably, sending the spot towards his fingers. With a few of these near brushes, Wei WuXian felt his thighs tremble weakly, almost unable to keep kneeling any longer. He immediately withdrew his fingers, taking a moment to calm down. Turning back, he caught Lan w.a.n.gJi off guard with the sudden eye contact. Lan w.a.n.gJi shut his eyes closed at once.
Wei WuXian smirked, "Hey, Lan Zhan, what are you doing? Reciting the Lan Sect's sect rules in your heart?"
With the correct guess, Lan w.a.n.gJi's eyelashes flickered. He seemed like he wanted to open his eyes, yet in the end he still held it back.
Wei WuXian continued lazily, "Look at me, won't you? What are you scared of? It's not like I'd do anything bad to you."
His voice was pleasant to start with. When he said those words, his tone was so languid and frivolous that it almost seemed like a little hook. Yet, it was as if Lan w.a.n.gJi was determined to not look, not listen, not speak, and definitely not pay him any regard, refusing to be affected. Wei WuXian, "Are you really gonna be so heartless as to not even give me a look?"
With a few more teasing words, as he saw that Lan w.a.n.gJi wouldn't open his eyes no matter what, Wei WuXian raised a brow, "Well, if this is the case, I'll be borrowing your b.i.+.c.hen for a bit. You won't mind that, will you?"
As he spoke, he indeed picked up the fallen b.i.+.c.hen.
Lan w.a.n.gJi's eyes sprang open, his voice harsh, "What are you going to do?!"
Wei WuXian, "What do you think I'm going to do?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "… I do not know!"
Wei WuXian, "If you don't know what I'm going to do, why are you being so anxious?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "I! I…"
Wei WuXian stared at him with a grin. He waved b.i.+.c.hen in his hand before he looked down, planting a soft kiss on b.i.+.c.hen's hilt. Right after, he stuck out the scarlet tip of his tongue and began to lick the hilt.
b.i.+.c.hen's blade was rather transparent, as if made of ice and snow, yet its hilt was forged from pure, refined silver. It was quite heavy in terms of weight, its carvings ancient and elegant. The scene before him was truly erotic. Lan w.a.n.gJi seemed as though he was extremely upset, "Let go of b.i.+.c.hen!"
Wei WuXian, "Why?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "It is my sword! You cannot use it to… to…"
Wei WuXian mused, "I know it's your sword. I'm just really fond of it and wanted to play with it for a bit. What did you think I was gonna do with it?"
"…" Lan w.a.n.gJi didn't know what to say.
Wei WuXian laughed, "Hahahahahahahaha, what are you thinking about, Lan Zhan?! Aren't you a bit too indecent?"
As he saw how Wei WuXian not only denied it, but even instead returned the attack, Lan w.a.n.gJi's expression was a spectacle. Having teased him for a while, Wei WuXian was much satisfied as he continued, "If you want me to not touch your sword, you can exchange it with yourself. How about that? Yes or no?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi could neither say 'yes' nor simply let him play with himself using Lan w.a.n.gJi's own sword. He didn't know how to answer the question. Wei WuXian kneeled on the ground with his back straight as he crawled towards him on his knees, coaxing, "If you just say 'yes', I'll give you back your sword and do fun things with you. Yes or no?"
A while later, a word squeezed through Lan w.a.n.gJi's clenched teeth, "… No!"
Wei WuXian raised his brows, "Hm. Mark your word." He backed off from Lan w.a.n.gJi's body and sat down before him, grinning as he parted his legs, "Then you can watch me play with b.i.+.c.hen."
With such a shameless position of having his legs be spread so widely, Lan w.a.n.gJi had a more than clear view of the sight at his private regions.
Two fair b.u.t.tocks parted slightly because of the wide motion, revealing the pink spot in between. With the fingering from before, the entrance was already somewhat swollen, yet with moisture, it seemed even more delicate. Wei WuXian turned b.i.+.c.hen's blade around and pointed the hilt towards the entrance. He drew in a light breath. Pressing slightly, the thin folds were immediately smoothed, sucking on the tip of b.i.+.c.hen's hilt. A short length was instantly shoved in.
b.i.+.c.hen's hilt felt almost as cold as ice or steel, sending a s.h.i.+ver down Wei WuXian's spine. Suffering the cold, the tunnel squeezed even more, letting out a small portion of the hilt. At once, Wei WuXian clenched b.i.+.c.hen and forced it inside his body with greater strength, starting to push and pull.
The inner walls were sucking tight to begin with, and the hilt was covered with the b.u.mps and dents of ancient carvings. The feeling of it rubbing inside was enough to drive one mad. As it kneaded at a particular spot, Wei WuXian let out a low moan, drawing his legs slightly closer as he felt his head spin and his scalp tingle. He was once again aroused at the front, already erect.
From Lan w.a.n.gJi's perspective, it was truly a scene so impossibly obscene. Wei WuXian lay in front of Lan w.a.n.gJi, opening his legs out of his own will as he held Lan w.a.n.gJi's sword b.i.+.c.hen down below. The hilt was hard and cold, making the soft entrance swollen in an almost pitiful way. Even so, Wei WuXian still tried hard as he pushed and pulled it inside his body, his motions quickening as the thrusts became easier and easier. He breathed lightly as he gazed at Lan w.a.n.gJi with glazed eyes, calling, "Lan Zhan…"
"Lan Zhan…" The calls were tinged with a slightly nasal tone. It seemed like he was begging him, or perhaps like unconscious murmurs that came from the pleasure. Either way, it was enough to muddle one's mind. Lan w.a.n.gJi seemed as if he couldn't even shut his eyes again or even avert his gaze, staring with fervor at his face, at how he struggled under b.i.+.c.hen, at how he shuddered as he touched himself. Lan w.a.n.gJi's knuckles cracked.
On the other hand, Wei WuXian had no idea what was happening here. With b.i.+.c.hen's torment, he unconsciously drew his legs even nearer, all the way until he squeezed his thighs and b.u.t.tocks together. The entrance also sucked even tighter on the sword hilt. Wei WuXian let out a breath. Feeling both his arms and his legs drain of strength, he lay sideways on the ground. Just as he wanted to rest for a bit, his knees were suddenly seized by a pair of iron-like hands, and his legs were forced open.
Wei WuXian opened his eyes, only to crash into Lan w.a.n.gJi's almost frighteningly red ones, ignited by a strange flame. He grabbed b.i.+.c.hen, pulled it out, and tossed it far away. The moment the hilt left his body, Wei WuXian let out a moan, as if he was dissatisfied.
Lan w.a.n.gJi raged, "Shameless!!!"
He pressed Wei WuXian onto the ground, shoving the purplish and swollen member inside. The moment he plunged in, he began to thrust with an unstoppable force.
As soon as Lan w.a.n.gJi entered, Wei WuXian's legs obediently wrapped around Lan w.a.n.gJi's waist as he hugged Lan w.a.n.gJi's neck with compliance, in quite a welcoming way. Yet, after just a few thrusts, he felt that it was a bit too much. Lan w.a.n.gJi's motions were too rough. Every time it seemed as if he was going to crash backwards from the force, his backside along with his tailbone hurting slightly.
Wei WuXian called, "Gentler! Er-Gege, go a bit gentler…"
Whether unfortunate or not, Wei WuXian forgot that right now he was older than the Lan w.a.n.gJi inside the dream. Having accidentally blurted out 'Er-Gege', he not only didn't cause Lan w.a.n.gJi to hold back at all, but instead Lan w.a.n.gJi thrusted even harder, almost as if he wanted to break Wei WuXian's b.u.t.tocks as punishment.
Wei WuXian arched back his neck, drawing in a difficult breath amidst the storm-like rhythm, "It's… so hot!"
b.i.+.c.hen's entire body effused cold air. Its shaft having been held within Wei WuXian, it made his insides grow softer, yet somewhat cool to the touch. Meanwhile, Lan w.a.n.gJi's manhood was both thicker and warmer than b.i.+.c.hen's shaft. And thus, every time Lan w.a.n.gJi sank inside, it felt as if a ball of fire had burned through his stomach, so hot that Wei WuXian wanted to roll all over the ground. Yet, after having touched himself for so long and along with Lan w.a.n.gJi's rough motions, his body had long since gone limp, only able to s.h.i.+ver under Lan w.a.n.gJi's attacks. Right now, in spite of his level of cultivation being much higher than Lan w.a.n.gJi's he was still unable to resist. When he really couldn't take it any longer, he could only dodge to the side, twisting his waist in desire to escape, yet Lan w.a.n.gJi pinned him down. With a few deeper thrusts, he couldn't even make a sound anymore.
Lan w.a.n.gJi's harsh yet low voice sounded beside his ear, "Who is the husband?"
At first, Wei WuXian was still dazed and unable to react. Lan w.a.n.gJi asked again, with a plunge so deep he almost perished from pleasure. He hurried, "You! You! You are, you're the husband…"
It was all karma for him.
For a while, Wei WuXian clenched his teeth and obediently endured the f.u.c.king. The cold inner walls were rubbed warm from the friction, and it finally felt a little better. The top of the shaft was roughly lined, driving into his body, while the tunnel itself was moist and soft, sucking and contracting sporadically. The curvature of the erection within him kneaded over that spot within him again and again. Wei WuXian felt so good that he might go mad, yet he just had to pretend to be feeble and overwhelmed. As he s.h.i.+fted up and down from Lan w.a.n.gJi's steady rhythm, he clung to Lan w.a.n.gJi's arms and begged, "… Er-Gege… Lan Zhan… Go a bit gentler, won't you? It hurts… I think I'm bleeding…"
It was indeed quite moist where the two were connected, and the wet squelches also grew louder in volume. Hearing this, Lan w.a.n.gJi immediately looked down, and was at once frozen.
Wei WuXian whined, "Is it bleeding?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi let out a heavy breath, "No?"
Wei WuXian, "No? Then what is it?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi's deep voice sounded, "You are wet."
No matter for how long, the insides of Wei WuXian's thighs had already become covered in some sort of fluid, while on Lan w.a.n.gJi's dark erection was the same moist reflection. It could only be from within Wei WuXian's body.
Wei WuXian pretend as if he didn't believe it, "Really? Really?" He asked as he grabbed Lan w.a.n.gJi's hand and led him towards where they were joined. The rod was thick and lined with veins, stretching the small entrance to the maximum. Lan w.a.n.gJi felt a handful of the viscous fluid, along with the two tightly connected bodies. As if he were stabbed by a needle, he immediately drew his hand away and looked. The fluid was transparent. It was, as expected, not blood.
Wei WuXian's and Lan w.a.n.gJi's bodies were quite compatible with each other's. At the peak of arousal, of course the body would react on its own. Right now, however, Wei WuXian was intent on teasing him. Seeing his curved lips, Lan w.a.n.gJi knew that he'd been fooled, once again burying himself inside. Wei WuXian's breath was shattered into pieces from the thrusts. He hurried, "… Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, let me get up, let me be on top, alright?"
Lan w.a.n.gJi seemed as though he didn't understand what Wei WuXian meant by 'on top', hesitating slightly. Wei WuXian hugged him and struggled hard to flip the two, switching their positions.
At the moment, Lan w.a.n.gJi lay flat on the ground while Wei WuXian sat on top of him, the two of them connected hips to b.u.t.tocks. In the process of the position switch, the thick, scorching erection remained deep within Wei WuXian. It never left for a single moment, only subtly stirring around his insides. Wei WuXian squinted from the pleasure, feeling his head begin to spin again.
He looked down. Whether an illusion or not, he kept on feeling that his flat abdomen swelled slightly from Lan w.a.n.gJi's member being inside. He couldn't help but reached down and touched his stomach. Soon, Lan w.a.n.gJi lifted his b.u.t.tocks and forced him to start moving.
Wei WuXian rose and fell from his hands. As he rose, he'd go so high up that only the stiff tip was inside his body; as he fell, he'd take the object below his hips all the way into the deepest parts of his body, so deep that he couldn't help but frown. On top of that, the pace was so fast it almost didn't allow any room to breathe. In the past, every time the two made love, such a position had to be involved, as it went the deepest and Wei WuXian enjoyed it the most. Yet right now, he suffered rather greatly from the unbearable depth. The seventeen-year-old Lan w.a.n.gJi of the dream had gone mad from the teasing, unable to control his force at all. And yet Wei WuXian was f.u.c.ked so hard that his legs s.h.i.+vered. He couldn't even stand, much less have the strength to struggle out. With such an unfortunate situation, he could only prop his hands on Lan w.a.n.gJi's firm abdomen, gasping slightly.
Wei WuXian was born with a thin waist and thin hips, but there was quite a lot of flesh on his backside. Lan w.a.n.gJi's fingers sank deep into the meat, squeezing and rubbing. Soon, there was a noticeable area of bruising. Wei WuXian felt his entire body itch from the inside out, his b.u.t.tocks aching from the rubbing. He couldn't help but push away one of Lan w.a.n.gJi's hands. Yet, Lan w.a.n.gji seemed to be extremely dissatisfied by such a gesture. Frowning, his face darkened, and Wei WuXian's b.u.t.tcheek was afflicted with a loud, hard slap. The sound echoed crisply.
Wei WuXian was shocked speechless by the slap.
In his whole life, not many people had hit him in such a place. Even when he misbehaved when he was young, Madam Yu had only whipped him on his back or his palms, much less Jiang FengMian and Jiang YanLi who cared for him too much to hit him at all. When he watched children from other families be stripped of their trousers and beaten on the backside, he felt that it was shameful in every way, gloating that he'd never been beaten like that before. Yet right now, Lan w.a.n.gJi had broken this streak of his, and not to mention… it was the seventeen-year-old Lan w.a.n.gJi as well.
Immediately, Wei WuXian's face flashed between red and white. This was the first time the uncontrollable sense of shame arose within him in bed.
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't keep going. Even half his backside was still stinging. He quickly shouted, "I'm not doing it anymore!" And rolled to the side, off of Lan w.a.n.gJi's body.
Dragging two limp legs, he struggled to crawl away, searching for his trousers. Lan w.a.n.gJi was in the middle of arousal. Besides, he'd been squeezed and pinched and flicked and kissed and touched and threatened by Wei WuXian for such a long time. He was filled to the brim by an unspeakable rage. Having suddenly discovered that Wei WuXian was especially scared of others. .h.i.tting him on the b.u.t.tocks, how could he let go of him so easily? He waved his hand, and the trousers that Wei WuXian had just pulled up to his knees immediately tore into pieces. Lan w.a.n.gJi flipped his whole person over, locked his wrists behind his back, and landed another heavy hit on the snowy flesh.
Alongside the crisp sound, Wei WuXian's entire body trembled. He wailed, "It hurts!"
It didn't actually hurt. It was only just so unbearably embarra.s.sing. In bed, Wei WuXian never tried to suppress his sounds, and thus every time his voice would go somewhat hoa.r.s.e in the middle. It didn't really sound like a cry of pain, but rather more like a tempting moan. Hearing this, Lan w.a.n.gJi paused, his gaze lowering.
Below his palms were the two round halves. Because of the two slaps, a light tint of pink shone through the fair skin, criss-crossed with rough fingerprints. Having been forcefully separated and f.u.c.ked for so long, the crevice parted slightly, revealing the timidly contracting entrance, which seemed even softer now that it was swollen, almost making one doubt how it was able to swallow the hilt of b.i.+.c.hen and that horrifyingly-sized member of Lan w.a.n.gJi's. Near his b.u.t.tocks and his inner thighs was lined with thin streaks of liquid.
Lan w.a.n.gJi's eyes darkened.
On the other hand, having been seized by him, Wei WuXian was scared he'd hit him again. He hurried to squeeze his entrance behind, trying hard to avert Lan w.a.n.gJi's attention by making the slit open and close, hoping that he'd pay attention to the real deal and stop being so fixated on these two pieces of his flesh. As expected, he could hear Lan w.a.n.gJi's breaths grow heavier from behind. He flipped his body around and sunk in again. The entry was more than smooth. Feeling his body be filled up again, Wei WuXian finally let out a breath of relief.
However, before he could even let out his breath completely, Lan w.a.n.gJi landed another slap at his backside. Wei WuXian s.h.i.+vered from the strike, tightening uncontrollably. As the tip kneaded across his sensitive spot, he grew more erect as well, secreting drops of white.
And then, every time time Lan w.a.n.gJi thrusted, he'd strike his b.u.t.tcheeks, which meant every time Wei WuXian's insides would tighten to the most when the front of Lan w.a.n.gJi's erection dug into that vital spot as he grew harder at the front. It was three layers of stimulation layering on top of one another. He felt almost as if he was in the midst of a terrifying tempest, whimpering softly, "Don't be like this… Lan Zhan… Stop… Stop it… Wake up! Wake up, Lan Zhan…"
He knew Lan w.a.n.gJi had always been aggressive in bed, and he'd always loved his aggression. Yet, this was the first time he was forced into such a corner.
With dozens of slaps, Wei WuXian's b.u.t.tcheeks were both red and warm, slightly swollen. It felt stinging to the touch, and his body grew more sensitive as well. When Lan w.a.n.gJi plunged into the depths again, he lowered his head and kissed Wei WuXian's lips. Wei WuXian weakly hugged his shoulder, melting into the kiss. Exhausted, he finally released.
The milky fluid splattered between their abdomens. Following him, Lan w.a.n.gJi also released to his content inside Wei WuXian's body.
After staying obediently for a while within the embrace, Wei WuXian spoke, his voice hoa.r.s.e, "… It hurts…"
After having released the second time, it seemed as if Lan w.a.n.gJi finally returned to his senses. Lying top of him, he somewhat helplessly asked, "… Where?"
Wei WuXian, "…"
Of course he couldn't say his a.s.s hurt. He only whispered, "Lan Zhan, kiss me some more, hurry up…"
Seeing how he looked down, behaving so oddly proper, pink crawled upon Lan w.a.n.gJi's white earlobes. He did as he was told and hugged Wei WuXian tightly, putting his lips around Wei WuXian's as he initiated the tender kiss.
When their lips parted, Lan w.a.n.gJi indeed placed a light bite over Wei WuXian's lower lip.
And then both of them awakened.
Lying atop the wooden bed of the Jings.h.i.+, the two looked across at each other for a few moments. Lan w.a.n.gJi pulled Wei WuXian into his arms again.
In the embrace, Wei WuXian was kissed for a long while. Satisfied, he shut his eyes, "Lan Zhan… Let me ask you a question. By coming inside of me every time, is it that you want me to bear a little Young Master Lan for you?"
In the dream he teased Lan w.a.n.gJi and ended up digging his own grave, so when he woke up and saw Lan w.a.n.gJi again, he couldn't help but to spout out nonsense again. But Lan w.a.n.gJi wasn't as easily fl.u.s.tered as before either. He only asked, "How could you?"
Wei WuXian s.h.i.+fted his sore arms, using them as a pillow for his head, "Ugh, if I could, with how much you f.u.c.k me all the time, there would've long since been a den of little ones running on the ground."
Lan w.a.n.gJi could never bear listening to such indecent words, "… Stop it."
Wei WuXian propped up one leg, grinning, "Embarra.s.sed again? I…" Before he even finished, he suddenly felt Lan w.a.n.gJi lay a light pat on his b.u.t.tocks. Wei WuXian almost fell off the bed, "What are you doing?!!"
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "Let me see."
Wei WuXian crawled up at once, ignoring his shaky legs, "No thanks, Lan Zhan, I certainly remember what wonderful things you did in your dream. n.o.body had ever treated me like this!!! In the future you're not allowed to this either. Really, if you wanna f.u.c.k me then do it, I'll open my legs and let you do whatever you want—just don't hit me!!"
Lan w.a.n.gJi pulled him back onto the bed, "I will not."
Having acquired his promise, Wei WuXian was relieved, "HanGuang-Jun, mark your words."
Lan w.a.n.gJi, "Mn."
With three nights of toil, he felt the fatigue slowly rise. Wei WuXian couldn't keep going either. He snuggled into Lan w.a.n.gJi's arms again and mumbled, "n.o.body had ever treated me like this…"
Lan w.a.n.gJi stroked his hair and landed a kiss on his forehead. Shaking his head, he smiled.
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