[曦澄 | XiCheng]: The Fear Of Falling In Love [~PART 1~]

[121.] No negotiations.

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At breakfast Zewu-Jun and Jiang Wanyin sat directly on the cushions, not bothering with stools any more. They were sipping hot tea,  sitting wedged into each other, hugging, needing to be close; last night's conversation had broken both of them a little, and now they both needed to physically feel each other.

- Well, good morning, you early love birds you!  –  Wei Wuxian yelled from the door, rushing in to hug his husband  –  Hanguang-Jun was already seated, waiting for him.  –  A-Cheng you look good! You both do! Did you two have sex last night?!?   –  he tilted his head, grinning broadly.

- Wei Ying.  –  Lan Wangji scoffed softly, but not looking up. He knew his brother had been looking really happy and content lately.

- Wei Wuxian, you are very lucky I am with child right now.  -  Jiang Cheng growled.  –  I promise you a  good ass-whooping  as soon as our baby is born!!!

- ASS-WHOOPING!!!!!  –  all three boys were now screaming gleefully, it was a great new word they just learned from their uncle.

- Sandu Shengshou,  please.   –  Lan Wangji huffed, utterly unhappy with the levels of noise in the room now.

- Papa, can I sit with Uncle Wanyin today?  –  the youngest one mumbled with his mouth full.

- Not today, my love.  –  Wei Wuxian patted his head, grinning.

- Swallow your food first, son! No talking during meals.  –  Lan Zhan said sternly, making sure the order was obeyed before any other initiatives on their part  –  both his son and his husband.

- But whyyyy?!   –  he boy wailed.  –  Uncle is always so soft and warm! And he smells so good! So yummy!

Jiang Cheng was blushing severely now; Lan Xichen was biting his lip, flushed and too sure that his husband could feel the bulge between his legs at that very moment.

- Because Uncle Huan is sitting with Uncle Wanyin today, sweetheart!  –  Wei Wuxian laughed heartily, winking at his brother and brother-in-law naughtily.  –  Tomorrow. I promise. Today you will be studying with  your own old dad!

Lan Wangji cast a devastating look at him.

- Ah, Lan Zhan! I meant me!  Me!  Not you!  You are not old, my love...  -  he leaned in, kissing his cheek, but it seemed that his hand somehow mysteriously slipped because now Hanguang-Jun was holding him in his arms and was kissing him deeply.

The boys giggled and tried to throw some food at each other while their dads were too busy, and not looking. Jiang Wanyin looked up at his husband longingly.

- Huan... Soon, soon...

- Yes, kitten...  -  he murmured gently in his ear, kissing his neck and his lips quickly.

- Wwwhhooooo! Why is it so hot in this room!? Pffft!  –  Wei Ying huffed, finally escaping from his husband's grip.  –  Children! Behave! No more playing with your food  or else!  –  he yelled, perhaps too a bit too loudly.

- Mmmm.  –  Lan Zhan approved, all flushed.

When they finished with the breakfast the servants served tea and wine, and the children were taken for their lessons.

- Let us talk business.  –  Hanguang-Jun huffed finally.