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

[16.] Blue mist./Dark light.[continued]🔞 [TW]

Miao Lu was on the verge of tears – she was failing. Did her Master hate her so much? She was just about to give up and run to her room when she felt two warm palms on her shoulders. She looked up and saw Wei Wuxian smiling down at her.

- Darling, let me show you how it's done. No worries, we will fix this.

He turned towards Lan Zhan:

- Bad, bad Hanguang-Jun! What am I to do with you, mmm?

He lifted the shaking girl to her feet and let her lie down on the bed, letting her watch too.

- Husband, will you help me get rid of those clothes? It is rather hot in here... - Wei Ying's voice trailed and he was drinking the view of Lan Wangji's naked body in front of him.

Lan Zhan growled and grabbed him almost forcefully, earning himself a sigh and a smile, and was now hastily undoing and untying and undressing the one whose body he knew so well, the one who belonged to him fully. When both were naked and panting, already turned on just by each other's touch, Wei Ying pushed Lan Zhan onto the bed to sit and spread his legs open so that he could kneel and position himself there comfortably. He untied his hair - he really wanted it to tickle the soft skin as his face got up close to Lan Zhan's loins, and he breathed there, taking in the musky scent, and whispered:

- Close your eyes, my love...

Lan Wangji obeyed, already hard; the hot breath on his most gentle places and the maddening brushing touch of his husband's curls were making him shiver. He felt a slender finger touch the tip of his cock ever so lightly and he then heard the sound of smacking lips and he smiled as he knew that Wei Ying had taken the pre-cum off his tip and was now licking his fingers. Two hot palms were massaging his thighs, moving up to caress his balls and envelop his hard-on. He knew that Wei Ying will start slowly and then speed up, driving him crazy with desire, yet again.

Miao Lu was watching mesmerized. Her Master started stroking Hanguang-Jun's erection slowly and gently, and she could not believe how quickly he had achieved the thing she had been trying so hard to do herself before that. His movements got faster as they listened Hanguang-Jun moan, helpless, his hands grabbing the sheets as his desire grew, thrusting his head back, moaning louder. This was the signal, and Wei Qianbei, smiling at her, winked and moved closer to now take the throbbing cock in his mouth. She watched, breathless, and aroused, as he took the tip and sucked on it hard – and heard the yell that came out of Lan Wangji's open mouth. She craved to kiss that mouth too, but dared not. She suspected that he would never do that, as if he was keeping himself only for his husband.

Wei Ying let his mouth play with his lover's hard-on more. He let him penetrate fully, down to his throat, choking and letting saliva flow all over his length. Lan Zhan was grabbing his hair, eyes still closed, but still groaning loud, terribly aroused, shaking. He bit and licked and sucked, but knew he had to stop soon or Lan Wangji would just come into his mouth. And so he said softly:

- Open your eyes, love. I think you are ready...

Lan Zhan moaned and obeyed again, seeing Wei Wuxian's smiling face, kissing his belly gently.

- I love you so much... so much, Wei Ying... 

This earned him a deep kiss from Wei Ying who then took his hand and helped him get up in bed. He himself moved to sit at the head of the bed. The next thing Miao Lu knew, she found herself between the two. Wei Wuxian sat up, legs open, and pulled her in his arms, half embracing her back, and Lan Wangji opened her legs and positioned himself there quickly, not wanting to waste the erection that was now so huge that it was painful. For a quick moment she wondered, just like before, how her Master could take such hugeness in himself, and how would she.

Wei Ying murmured:

- Don't be scared, Flower girl... Hanguang-Jun will go slow on you... Right, my heart?

Lan Zhan scoffed:

- Don't expect kisses and caresses from me, Miao Lu. There is only one for me. - he looked straight into Wei Ying's eyes, flushed.

In an instant, Lan Zhan was watching his husband smile sweetly at him as he grinned, and then Wei Ying's hands slid over Miao Lu's body and caressed her nipples, making her sigh and moan as he pinched hard. His hands then moved, sliding up and down, and as his right plunged his fingers into her wetness, pushing and scissoring, slowly at first, but speeding up, and his left got hold of her throat and forced her face up, towards his mouth. She looked at him amazed, gasping, and saw that his eyes were fixed entirely on his husband when he merged their lips together and kissed her deeply with a passion she had never experienced before, letting her taste his husband's taste fully. 

She felt lost. Was this the way the two of them were kissing every day?!

Lan Zhan could not take it any more. He was watching his husband kiss this bland girl passionately, so he moved in and pushed her legs apart further, and pushed into her as he was burning up too. Trembling,  they never broke eye contact – Wei Ying was kissing another, but his eyes were drinking him  up. He didn't go all the way in, as she was thin and a lot smaller than him and Wei Wuxian, but as their kiss deepened and got faster and more fierce, his thrusts into her got deeper and more merciless too.

Miao Lu wanted to die – the pleasure and the pain were too much. The kiss was leaving her breathless; it brought immense pleasure to all her body; her Master was a great kisser, and as it got deeper, he would tease her, biting and sucking on her lips and tongue. She felt she envied them, for having this all the time, every day... it was pure pleasure... And then there came the pain she had been expecting, the pain she knew was coming. Hanguang-Jun was reaching deep inside her and after the initial shock she felt so full that she could not breathe - and he rubbed against her sweet spot so intensely that she wanted to scream.

It was excruciating, not to be able to focus on one point of pleasure as both her Masters were attacking her body, and it was far too much. Her body was shaking as she felt Hanguang-Jun come inside her soon enough, exploding inside her, and suddenly her mouth was let go abruptly as if that kiss had never happened, and she felt empty and betrayed as Wei Ying moved quickly to kiss Lan Wangji's face, shoulders and chest, murmuring comforting words in his ears, and taking him in his embrace without wasting a single second.

Lan Zhan was flushed and panting, letting her go too, now hugging his husband tightly, but he managed to say to her:

- Are you alright? Are you hurt?

She just nodded, biting her lip. The pain was not too bad; what was worse was her sense of loss now, as she had so much  just seconds ago.

- I am alright, Master. I really am, please don't worry. – she brushed tears from her eyes.

Wei Ying was clinging to his lover desperately, but nevertheless he took her hand, and asked gently:

- Why are you crying? Are you sure you are not hurt?  – he said, worried.

She shook her head and smiled:

- No, not hurt. You are just so beautiful... both you, and Hanguang-Jun... -  she brushed more tears away still. – Do you want me to leave?

- No, please, rest. I don't mind you staying. The bed is big enough for ten people, really. – Lan Zhan murmured, appreciating her strength and patience. Wei Wuxian also nodded.

- Stay the night.