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

[131.] The Old New. 🔞

- Hey, Lan Zhan... Why are you looking at me like that, Hanguang-Jun?!  –  Wei Wuxian tried to escape Lan Wangji's tight embrace.

As soon as they stepped into their room, he locked the door and took off his robe, quick as lightning. 

Wei Ying gasped as he was onto him in just a heartbeat, grabbing him hungrily, murmuring in his hair:

- Nothing will be stopping me now... Nothing... I don't want to lose even a second, Wei Ying... We lost so much time before... I have been craving for you for so long... To have you in my arms now... Is this a dream, my love?

- Uhhh, Lan Zhan! Why the hurry, hehe... Umm, can't we... just take a day off... or something... uhhh, stop this, Hanguang-Jun, it tickles...  -  he laughed.

Lan Wangji was very surprised that now kissing Wei Ying's neck meant laughter and wriggling.

- Mmmm... you are usually so eager to have sex, Wei Ying... What's it now? Are you afraid perhaps...?  –  Lan Zhan mocked, stubbornly nibbling on his neck more, making him laugh more.

Wei Wuxian blushed terribly, and looked away, suddenly silent. Hanguang-Jun stopped and took a closer look at him.

- You are afraid, aren't you?  –  he asked, astonished.

- Ummm...  -  he looked up to stare in the honey eyes again.  –  This body is not like the previous one, Lan Zhan, you see... And I have never... Uh...  -  he stuttered.

- It will be your first time, won't it?!

Lan Wangji let go and took a step back to stare at him now. Wei Ying was blushing and hiding his face in his hands  –  this was utterly embarrassing. This body was like an old piece of clothing that used to be comfortable years ago, but one you have long forgotten. He could feel with absolute clarity the thirst with which Lan Wangji was looking at him  –  they were not so closely connected any more, and their healthy cores meant they both had more stamina and would heal within minutes. 

But the resentful energy was gone, and he felt helpless, naked, like a disciple who was just beginning his training. It was too much; it had been too much for him for months now. 

And then he heard his husband's voice:

- Wei Ying, you do realize we have been married for more than 20 years now, don't you?

- Of course, I do.  –  he mumbled.

Lan Wangji approached him carefully, and took his hands away from his face slowly, murmuring:

- We will take it slow. I promise. Whenever you are ready.

Wei Wuxian nodded, very flushed.

- I know that Mo Xuanyu was quite... impatient  to have you, Hanguang-Jun... But the truth is... I  have never had you...  -  he whispered.

- I will be here. When you are ready.  –  Lan Wangji smiled, but swallowed with difficulty. It was so hard to see the love of his life in front of him, and not make love to him.  –  Would you like to come to bed with me, darling?

Wei Wuxian nodded again. Lan Zhan took his hand, and led him to the bed, helping him out of his clothes slowly, touching his skin, wondering what it would taste like, marveling how soft and tender it was, pristine. 

He suddenly realized something and whispered, thrilled and aroused:

- Now you will be just mine... untouched and pure... Mine forever... And I will never let anyone touch you again... I will keep my promise to you...

- Wangji...  - Wei Ying murmured, deeply moved. It seemed so easy now  –  the sex with Miao Lu could finally be erased from Lan Wangji's mind.

- Please, have mercy, Wei Qianbei... Can I at least... touch you... caress you...?  You are so beautiful, my love...  -  he whimpered, craving for him terribly.

Wei Ying blushed and took off all his remaining clothes shakily and awkwardly. His hands then took off Hanguang-Jun's clothes more confidently  –  he had done this many times in the past, after all. Lan Wangji was shivering; it was so hard to control his body, to curb his desire for the one he had been dreaming about for so many years.