Uncle's supervision

Chapter 11

When Lan Qiren announced that he wanted to see them actually making out and making love, Lan Wangji was like struck with a lightning for almost a whole minute while his uncle continued to sip tea, supposedly completely unbothered by the couple's shock. Lan Wangji was not really convinced that what he had heard was true, surely his uncle would have never said anything even remotely similar.

His ears were burning bright red when he looked at the elder to check if this was not some kind of a joke. He knew he had asked for advice himself but he had certainly not been expecting this. Then again, he mused, his mind still in a kind of a haze, he had not been able to explain earlier when his uncle asked about what could have been wrong. But perhaps Wei Ying would be able to find better words than him?

It would be extremely embarrassing to be seen in such an intimate act by Lan Qiren, even if the said uncle had seen him naked plenty of times during his childhood. But this was something completely different! It was not only himself who would be in an awkward position, it would put Wei Ying in and embarrassing situation as well; moreover, it was not only being seen naked, there was also the matter of what would come next.

He was not sure his husband would be able to do anything remotely intimate with someone watching them. For some reason, and he was completely baffled by the discovery, he did not find any problems in this particular area himself, he was already hard only thinking about Wei Ying moaning sweetly under him again. It did not bother him too much to been seen like that, he wanted to show how beautiful and good his husband was to the whole world.

He glanced at Wei Ying and saw that the other was already blushing hard, his whole face and neck, basically every part of him which was not covered by his robes, was just as red as ripe tomatoes. It was extremely adorable in fact. Lan Wangji's previous hand-on now developed into a full fletched erection which started throbbing painfully. He wanted to have his husband in bed, at his mercy, this instant.

He looked at Lan Qiren, checking if his uncle really did not intend to leave before things started to get dangerous for his heart. But no, it did not look like the elder was about to stand up any time soon. He was still sitting at the table, sipping his tea as if he was in his own office, and not about to see his nephew start doing very un-Lan like things.

The only sign of Lan Qiren being somewhat bothered and perhaps embarrassed by this whole situation were the tips of his ears which were actually growing in a slightly pink shade.

Wei Ying gasped quietly and Lan Wangji's head snapped to look at him. His husband's eyes were still unfocused and his lips were slightly parted. Just as the blood coloured his cheeks, it was also making his lips full and crimson red in colour, extremely irresistible. Lan Wangji had suddenly a very strong urge to kiss them, to kiss his husband senseless and have him take him just like usual. And that right now.

His restraint snapped at that moment. He reached up to his Gusu Lan sect forehead ribbon and quickly untied it in a few trained movements. Since the headband represented self-restraint, he always took it off before getting into the bed with Wei Ying, he did not want to think about anything else during those precious moments than about his husband.

Once the ribbon was out of the way, he gave out a somewhat animalistic sound full of anticipation and excitement, he could not wait even one more second to already hold the love of his life. They still had so much time they had to make up for, they both lost too much, they should just be happy now.

Lan Wangji all but jumped to his feet, grabbed Wei Ying's hand and was already dragging him to the bed.

As his uncle wanted to see everything and could perhaps give them some advice afterwards, he got the privacy screen out of the way with one swing of his free hand and he was already pushing Wei Ying down back first onto the bed, attacking his lips like a starved beast, like a traveller in a desert who had just found a well. He was insatiable and after a few moments, Wei Ying finally responded to him in kind.

Lan Wangji just could not get enough, his husband's lips were so soft, so warm, so sweet, like heated honey. He thought that perhaps it was because he had not been permitted to eat sweets as a young child that he now could not let go of this delicacy. He sucked feverishly on them. His tongue made it into the wet cavern that was Wei Ying's mouth and he started exploring as if he had not done so before, as if he did not already remember every single bump inside from their previous times. He knew the insides now just as well as he knew his own.

His hands felt empty so he started touching his husband everywhere he could reach. The clothes were in the way so he quickly, but still carefully, opened the front of Wei Ying's robes, letting himself inside and finally reaching the bare skin. As always, his hands first rested on the place where he remembered the Wen brand being a life time ago, now there was nothing but velvet smooth skin, no hideous scar could be seen anywhere. It belonged to the original body and he was glad for it, his own brand would sometimes hurt with a phantom pain and he did not want that for Wei Ying.

Then, his greedy hands could not wait anymore and he was claiming his husband for himself. His lips finally left Wei Ying's mouth and moved lower, onto his chin, his neck, his collarbones and then the pink and irresistible nipples. He had only done this yesterday for the first time and he already learned where Wei Ying's soft and most sensitive areas were. He attacked them mercilessly with both his lips and his tongue.

This finally made Wei Ying react. He moaned quietly once, then several times again, each more loud than the previous one. His hands shot up at once and he tangled his fingers into Lan Wangji's hair, bearing his neck for him to kiss as well. Lan Wangji obliged. His husband's head was now tilted backwards and he was moaning nonstop in pleasure. Lan Wangji could feel him getting hard underneath him and he growled happily.

Next, he opened Wei Ying's robes even more, discovering his raging arousal. He licked his lips at the sight, he found it extremely attractive and satisfying to see his husband in this state. He spread his legs carefully, not forgetting to put a pillow under his lower back. All the while, he was caressing his husband's inner tights, sometimes moving upwards teasingly, earning himself small whimpers and some squirming.

He admired his work for one more second and then he could really not hold himself back anymore. He opened his own robes and his hard member immediately sprang out in its full glory. He put his hand on Wei Ying's knees, spreading his legs apart even more and opening a path for himself. He was ready to enter.

Suddenly, his whole body flinched, his member slipping from the perfect position where it had already been touching his husband's entrance. There was a loud and stern order: "Wangji, stop!"