[[忘羡 | WangXian 3]] : Our Flesh And Bones

[10.] Womb.[continued]🔞

The sounds Wei Ying was making were driving Lan Zhan crazy. 

He bitterly realized that he knew those sounds intimately well. He was watching them, making love, and his heart was breaking. He had promised himself that he wouldn't be jealous, he would stay unaffected, it was just sex, it wasn't like his husband was in love with this girl... Now he knew that Wei Ying was close to climaxing and he could not take it any more – he had to at least touch him...

He got out of the bath and came to the bed, kneeling behind Wei Ying, touching his back gently now. Wei Ying responded instantly:

- Lan Zhan...

- My love... - Hanguang-Jun murmured.

- Hold me, my heart... - Wei Ying panted.

- I am here, sweetheart...

Wei Ying shivered all over as he felt two strong arms hug him from behind, supporting him now. He cast a quick look at Miao Lu's bewildered face and murmured:

- I'm coming...uhh...

He felt Lan Wangji's grip on his body tighten, and Miao Lu let out a faint yell as he came inside her hard. Nobody moved for a minute as they were catching their breath, but finally Wei Ying pulled out and turned around to kiss his husband, his eyes full of tears. Still, they both noticed the blood on the sheets and on Wei Ying's cock.

Lan Zhan said to Miao Lu:

- Please rest. And thank you for not lying to us. Tell us if you need anything. Anything at all.

She nodded and watched Lan Zhan take Wei Wuxian in his arms and carry him to the warm bath. She covered herself as she suddenly felt very cold and very lonely. She sighed as she was watching the two men – Lan Zhan sat in such a way that his body would leave more than enough space for his husband, and Wei Wuxian wrapped his arms and legs around him and hugged him, murmuring in his neck:

- Forgive me... I love you so much... Never forget it... Never. Lan Zhan... I've hurt you, forgive me, my love...

He was almost sobbing, but Lan Zhan caressed his face, and arms and shoulders, rocking him gently in his embrace, and speaking softly:

- It's alright, beloved... I am here, Wei Ying... It is all good, please, don't cry, my heart... I love you too, Wei Ying, more than you can imagine...

- Hold me close... never let me go... Please...

- Never...never, love... never...

Miao Lu bit her lip. She really wished someone would talk to her like this too.

When the water in the tub grew too cold for them to stay, they moved to the bed, still holding each other tight. The girl stood up to go to her room, but she heard Wei Ying's voice, ordering, or rather pleading:

- Miao Lu, stay. Stay tonight.

- Yes, Master. – she said coarsely and got back to lie next to them, watching them caress and kiss each other, falling asleep peacefully.

She realized that she envied them, and understood why so many people hated them. What they had was rare, and they cherished it, and had to protect it. 

She also had no doubt that they'd make great parents – very few people in her life had ever shown her such tenderness as she witnessed here tonight.