Mo Dao Zu Shi Stories

Modern au:Wangxian (smut)

"W..wait! Wait! Wait! Lan Zha-!" His back hits the white mattress with the impatience of his soul mate that was lingering above him.

"L...Lan Z..zhan um...h..hold on..i..it's been so long...!"

"No."

"H..hah?!"

Lan Wanji smiles and hovers over him with his golden eyes completely shining with the sun light leaking through the windows.

"Lan Zhan......"

He prepared himself for a moment and flinched slightly at the touch of his hand as it rested to his cheek. Slowly he felt his fingers gliding from his cheek down to his neck and chest. Despite the layer of clothing separating their skin to skin contact, the heat of his body flared with each touch. As always his fingers were gently, and yet aggressive as they roamed over his body.

"Wei Ying...."

Wei Ying opens his eyes to look up to him and notices how close he was getting toward him.
He was teasing him without intentionally teasing him. Now he couldn't take the torture. It was his turn. He was hesitant at first, but now it was just unbearable. He lifts hands and lays them gently to his cheeks. For a moment he took in every feature. The cold pale color of his skin, to the silky soft feel on the surface, and the muscles that hid underneath the clothing in-between. He clutches the collar of his shirt tightly, pulling him forward as he locks lips with him. What they both assumed to be rough at first, became soft and smooth. No battle. No rough bites of the lip or slip of the tongue. Just passionate. Their hands roaming over each other gently taking in every feature of their bodies in this life time.

'Lan Zhan...feels the same as always.....this time....I'm able to...be with him like this in my own actual body. Lan Zhan....I'm always yours. Forever....' his thoughts finally slip out into the air.

"Lan Zhan..." he says with a heavy breathe, "Take me..."

It was all he needed to hear.

Lan Wanji lifts himself up and immediately strips his upper layers revealing the muscles of his chest, broad shoulders, and biceps. Wei Ying swallows hard, but follows in his lead and strips off his own top layers just as his body is shoved back on to the bed.

"Lan Zhan..."

"One more thing...."

"Eh...?"

Lan Wanji goes into his pocket and removes a familiar white headband from within.

"Ah.." he chuckles lightly, "always so stuck in your ways hm?"

Lan Wanji smiles and pins his arms above his head.

"Ah..w..wait e..easy there Lan Zhan!"

Without warning his wrists were now bounded by the headband as it once was so long ago.

"So bold~! Since when was the great Hanguang-Jun so bold in such activities hm~? If i remember correctly, it would take a bit for you to crack and move so quickly, Lan Zhan," he says with a chuckle. Lan Wanji hovers over him with a slight huff.

"You still talk..."

"Well of course I talk...but I can talk and do more even like this...." he says mockingly as his leg lifts up grinding lightly up against his inner thighs up to his groin.

Even with his dominance, once again Wei Ying was able to tease him just as easily as always. It left him stumped on how to continue until he finally decides to take the chance to do something else. With his foot resting over his lower regions, he takes a hold of his ankle and pulls his leg over his shoulder.