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

[15.] Blue mist./Dark light.🔞 [TW]

- So, how have you been feeling in your new home, Miao Lu?

Wei Ying raised his eyes, quite surprised to hear his husband start up a conversation.

- It has been great, Hanguang-Jun. I am thankful. – the girl bowed and clasped her hands together. Dinner was over and she was quite nervous. Tonight Bai Li had specially prepared her for dinner, and what was to follow after dinner – she wore a beautiful robe, and some makeup to accentuate her best features. She wondered if Lan Wangji noticed any of it at all.

- I am glad to hear it. The housekeeper has been praising you too. She said that you are excited to meet our son?

Miao Lu blushed profusely. Her Masters were not supposed to know about this conversation. She bowed again:

- I apologize. I wasn't thinking. It was unbecoming, Masters.

- Ah, I for one think that A-Yuan will like you! – Wei Wuxian chanted. – He still does not know our news, but I am sure he will be happy for us. And now he is finally going to have a proper mom! – he grinned, studying the red faces of the other two people at the dinner table.

- Wei Qianbei, please... I... - Miao Lu stuttered, utterly embarrassed.

- I must agree. - Lan Zhan added, earning a respectful look of awe from his husband. – Not, about the "mom" part – WEI YING!!!  –  but I would say he will like you. He has a very mild temper. Let us pray the army life does not take that away from him...

- You are boring, Lan Zhan! - Wei Wuxian grinned, but still scooted over next to him and gave him a lavish kiss on the cheek.

- I am happy when my Masters are happy. – she said simply. – I lack for nothing. I praise the Gods for my good fortune every day. Others are not as lucky as I am...

Wei Wuxian watched her blush and took some time to actually look at her – she had put some effort to appear more attractive tonight.

- You do look pretty today, Flower girl! Is it because you like Hanguang-Jun better than me? – he smirked.

- Wei Qianbei! No! How can you say that... I didn't... It wasn't... - she tried to explain and failed, not daring to look him in the eyes.

Wei Ying laughed:

- Husband, I think she likes you better! And who wouldn't! – he batted his eyelashes at Lan Zhan, who only huffed, uninterested.

- Please, don't say that, Wei Qianbei... - she muttered. – Forgive me, Hanguang-Jun. – she bowed at the one, then at the other, very red in the face.

- Wei Ying, you are making dinner difficult, just as always. - Lan Zhan said, trying to suppress a smile.

- I am not the one to blame that you people are so boring, and don't know how to have fun! – came the all too innocent reply.


**

Miao Lu was sitting at the edge of the huge bed, unsure what to do and what to say. Wei Qianbei was taking his time, lighting up candles all around the room, humming some melody, obviously amused. A hot bath-tub was set up in the room already, as per usual. She discerned the scent of jasmine flowers and wondered how this could be, as it was already late fall.

Hanguang-Jun was the last to enter the master bedroom, and she gasped when she saw that he locked the door behind him. She was excited, and also a little scared. She had thought that it was so awkward that the one of them would watch her make love to the other one – but tonight she discovered that she was grateful Wei Ying stayed in the room – she would not dare to be left all alone with Lan Wangji.

He approached her and told her simply:

- Disrobe.

He himself started taking off his clothes, piece by piece, and she cast a look at Wei Wuxian – it was very clear that he was looking at his husband longingly. When both of them were naked, Lan Zhan looked at her, from head to toe, and she blushed. She noticed that, unlike Wei Wuxian before, this Master showed no interest in her, physically. She decided to listen to some of the advice given to her for her wedding night, and said hesitantly:

- Master, perhaps I could...

She fell to her knees in front of him, and Lan Zhan was surprised when she caressed his belly and thighs with trembling fingers, and her lips kissed the tip of his cock gently. He shuddered; to him it was almost like a violation. He clenched his teeth.

- Try. – he frowned.

Wei Wuxian frowned too when he saw the poor girl's efforts to get his husband hard. She was trying, and was getting more and more frustrated, as she failed. Perhaps the reason was that she was inexperienced, but he suspected that Lan Zhan was just absolutely uninterested in girls, even more – girls often repulsed him. This wasn't working.

He bitterly remembered how often just a touch, or a kiss on his part would get Lan Zhan so hard that he'd throw all away and start fucking him there and then, wherever they were. It broke his heart and hurt, a love like this.