THE GAME

Cold Sheets In A Heat

Lan Wangji suddenly breaks their kiss, fighting his instincts.

"Wei Ying, is it really okay?", the jade feels the need to ask again. And each time Wei Ying used pheromones to reply. At that, the jade climbs up and presses his lips on the other. Wangji let himself go and treats each rash breath as a gift.

The afternoon light flashing through the curtains, highlights on the omegas features with faint beams; Wei Ying's eyes keep shut even as Wangji's kisses get sweeter and his smell more domineering.

The jade turns his mind from the act, doing his very best not to go all out in full force. He was still weak and had to be careful of his mate.

Lan Wangji briefly looks below when two hands pull his belt. He devours the omega's lips again; slowly, attentively, like all the pleasures on the earth resides on the other's tongue, and Wei Ying melts into it.

The lotus sucks in his tummy when the tip of Wangji's fingers graze the skin just above his waistline; an attempt made at taking off the pink top. Wei Ying twitches to the alpha's hand touching his navel still in the plot to get the damn garment off.

Wei Ying's first moan comes from the unintended teasing and Wangji is triggered to respond with a grunt. The two separate to get the disruptive thing off and Wangji uses that opportunity to take off his robes.

The lotus suddenly gets nervous when Wangji's lips loom over his ear and neck.
Feeling the pressure, he palms Wangji's collarbone and pushes him lightly.

"Should I stop?", Wangji asks with a tint of frustration when he looks at his mate.

Wei Shakes his head twice, "...It just that I'm...", Wei Ying lowers his chin when his cheeks get flushed.

"It's okay, I promise not to bite until you're ready.", Wangji searches for those lips to suck on them again like candy.

Wangji avoids the omega's neck and dispatched a hand over his breastplate. Discerning that Wei Ying's nerve filled buds were tender and supple, Lan Wangji brushes a thumb over the chosen one. He repeats the act; strumming the swollen point like the first time he touched the strings of his zither.
And he makes a melody; Wei Ying's moans vibrate in his throat. Each swipe seems to upset the nipple. It got harder and more erect, ready to fight until the jade breaks route and seals it between his lips.

Wei Ying cries out in a lewd tone. Wangji was sucking on his sore nipple like an infant exploring his source on the first day. The omega sticks out his chest for more.

"Mm...", Wangji grunts when his mate's hardness lightly taps his own with the slightest waist movement. Wei Ying gasps again when the alpha sneaks out his member and pairs it with his after pulling his pants to the thigh. The difference in size and length made sense. Wangji as an alpha was born to be bigger.

The jade nibbles on the other nipple and begins to stroke their dicks together, barely locking both of them in that hand. Wei Ying turns his face to the left as the sensation tickles every brass in his waist and he groves to it. Soon their rods shared fluids that left a slippery lustful feeling.

"Lan...Lan Zhan.", Wei Ying finally opened his eyes to witness what was messing him up.

Lan Wangji pulls the lotus's pants a few more inches down and his other hand travels below the balls.
Wangji's member lurched once his fingers feel the crazy amount of slick leaking behind. His mouth leaves Wei Ying's competitive nipple to nurse his goans. The omega is happy to see that even Lan Wangji could not keep a straight face at such a time.

The alpha lowers his head to the first bud again, this time circling the pink areola with his tongue- pulling his head back enough for Wei Ying so see his nipple being teased.