Uncle's supervision

Chapter 12

Lan Qiren had been satisfied with his nephew's performance so far. Lan Wangji was taking good care of his husband. Until now, it looked like the foreplay, although somewhat a bit too passionate for Lan Qiren's standard, was still properly done. He remembered from his younger days that even he, Jiang Fengmian and Wei Changze had once been pretty wild, it would not hurt. And it seemed like both his nephew and the former Yiling Patriarch were enjoying themselves.

Lan Qiren was glad that both husbands were too busy to even spare him a glance. He could feel that he was blushing severely despite doing his best to regulate and repress his emotions. His cup of tea was frozen half way up to his lips, he did not know anymore what he should do with it.

It was not like he himself had never done these kind of activities, it was neither the first time he had seen someone else at work. Still, he was embarrassed beyond belief right now, both because of the loud noises that he simply could not ignore and because it had been a while for him and he was taking it quite bad to see so much young energy in front of him.

Yes, it had been truly a life time ago when Jiang Fengmian and his right hand man and best friend Wei Changze had come to study to the Cloud Recesses for guest lectures. Lan Qiren had been a senior disciple at that time and he had caught them in the act. He still did not know until this day what had pushed him to break the rules upon their insistence and join them. It was the first and last time he discovered what making love meant. But at least, he could have walked the next morning back then.

Minutely distracted, Lan Qiren only now noticed that his nephew was going way to quickly and greedily. If he had been caring and careful before, he was now an unleashed beast full of lust, his usual self-restraint completely lost. Lan Qiren could not see into his eyes but he could already tell that he would not find there any patience, only hurried greed and need to take the smaller body under him. Lan Wangji was already half naked, the front of his robes open and pushing his arousal in position to enter Wei Wuxian.

Lan Qiren immediately sprang into action. They were skipping the whole preparation part! No wonder Wei Wuxian could not move in the mornings, he must have been extremely sore. Even though Lan Qiren was only tolerating the former Yiling Patriarch, now his eyes squinted in sympathy. If he was reading the younger male's expression and body language correctly – Wei Wuxian was trembling all over, his eyes shut close, teeth gritted and his first clenched at the sheets; it was not hard to tell he was scared and very tense – there was no doubt that he was expecting being hurt.

"Wangji, stop!" Lan Qiren called out urgently, narrowly avoiding a disaster.

His nephew immediately stopped, his breathing laboured and his eyes dilated when he faced his uncle, his expression between shocked and angry. It was clear that he did not like to be interrupted but still had enough common sense, or perhaps filial obedience, to listen to his elder.

Lan Qiren put his empty cup of tea on the table, taking a deep breath. He had been so stunned by the too fast development that all the blood drained from his face. Which was a good thing, now Lan Wangji could not see him blushing like an inexperienced maiden.

He still could not believe that his nephew just skipped perhaps the most important part of love making between men, the preparation of his love partner. It certainly was part of the differences between mixed and same sex couples. Apparently one that his nephew had no idea about.

Lan Qiren had seen how attentive he had been until now; it just could not have been that he wanted to hurt his husband willingly. It must have just been due to lack of proper education in matters related to love making. Which, Lan Qiren had to admit a little begrudgingly, was most probably caused by the strict Gusu Lan sect upbringing and his own failure in teaching this to his nephew when young.

He had waited for the perfect opportunity once Lan Wangji would find himself a cultivation partner. However, when that happened, Lan Qiren had actually been too enraged and disapproving about the choice of the person his nephew wanted to spend his life with that he had all but forgotten about the education. And now, it was already too late. Hopefully, he could still right his wrong and help the husbands to be able to enjoy love making together.

Wei Wuxian started slowly relaxing, unclenching his fists from the bedsheets. It looked like he was actually glad that Lan Qiren had stopped them. It must have really been that he had been in pain each and every time. And even if Wei Wuxian was not Lan Qiren's best student, nor the person he would have chosen for his nephew should he had any say in the matter, it would still not be right to let him suffer just because of Lan Wangji's inexperience.

It had perhaps partly been Lan Qiren's fault for assuming that his nephew would know at least this much, that he should have already learned about preparation. If not from anyone else than form Wei Wuxian himself. Lan Qiren was not inclined to believe that the most shameless of his former students did not have any prior experience. And because he had assumed that they at least knew that much, the book he had chosen for Lan Wangji had only dealt with what came after the initial preparation. Perhaps he should have gotten them a comprehensive guide of some sorts. Not that any such book was in the Cloud Recesses Library Pavilion thought.

Lan Qiren slowly got up, controlling his whole body, including his expression, perfectly. He was not about to show just how embarrassed and uncomfortable he was with the things he was about to say. He joined his hands together behind his back, a light scowl on his face, and walked slowly towards the bed.

He would have preferred to ask Lan Wangji to come fetch the supplies he had brought just in case himself, but it would have been even more awkward at this moment. Just before coming here, he had taken a jar of special oil from the infirmary and he now pulled it out of his sleeve, handing it to his nephew.

He cleared his throat and tried to sound like a teacher and not like an extremely embarrassed and distressed uncle: "Here, you have skipped the preparation part, no wonder that Wei Wuxian had been hurt. Wangji, love making between two men is different that from being with a woman. You first need to prepare your partner to accommodate you or you will hurt him."

Both Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian were staring at him with wide eyes, both their faces red as tomatoes but curious. It was clear that they had no idea what Lan Qiren was talking about.

The elder screamed internally, he really did not want to do this! It had been bad enough that he had to point it out to them, but now, since they apparently did not know what he was referring to, he would actually even have to guide them through it?

That was the worst! All that he wanted to do was to storm out of the room, avoid everyone on his way back to his quarters and burry his face in his own bedsheets after slashing some ice cold water on it. He was really not sure if his fragile and already tested heart could take this anymore. His qi was disturbed as it was, he did not need any more agitation of any kind.

Still, for his nephew, and the reputation of his sect, he would push on and endure. He was a teacher and it was his duty to enlighten the younger generation, even in topics such as this. He controlled both his breathing and his face and started talking Lan Wangji through all of the preparation.