His Excellency: The Untamed

30. Intimate With His Excellency

A/N: The chapter suggests it. Read if you want to.

As soon as Lan Zhan turned to shut the door of the Deng Shi, Wei Ying slipped into the side room, out of view to prepare. Mentally. the other part he wasn't so nervous about. There would be something that came before it. There was something he had avoided talking about. As Lan Zhan had never said, it never came up. However, tonight was inevitable. He let his outer robe fall on the floor as his thoughts swirled because the moment he had seen Lan Zhan in red robes, his body had taken over his mind. Nothing seemed as important as being one with Lan Zhan in that moment. Now, was another matter, other thoughts had invaded.

He had already undone his slash when Lan Zhan came into view, through the door, each step slow and intentional. Under Lan Zhan's intense gaze his hands slowed down as did his mind and body. All the concern fell away as it did back in Jingshi. Lan Zhan's eyes were burning through him and it churned his desire to speak like he had been doing all through the journey. He smirked and Lan Zhan tilted his head just a bit. His expression did not change but he could tell Lan Zhan curiously waited for what he would say.

"Lan Zhan, are you going to stand and look at me strip for you? I thought that fantasy came later but seems like you like me seducing you slowly." He extended his hand to reach Lan Zhan, to feel the warm touch and Lan Zhan extended his hand in return, joining in the middle, "Wei Ying's smile is seduction itself." 

Wei Ying's smile dropped as did Lan Zhan's eyes.

Lan Zhan's other hand softly landed on Wei Ying's other hand before last sash fold wrapped could be undone.

Lan Zhan looked at their adjoined hands. Looking away from Wei Ying's smirk, he feeling his heart in his mouth. He had never said such words before and didn't know if he did the right thing because Wei Ying's smile dropped.

"I..." he had to think of some amendment when his vision blurred with black terraces. Wei Ying leaned forward, head cocked parallel to the black draped shoulder, hair falling over the side to block out all view but that of Wei Ying.

"You are the reason for my smile Lan Zhan. Ever since I stepped foot in Cloud Recess that day, every day, you have become more and more reason for my smiles. Even in my most despairing moment, you were the reason for my smiles and today, all my smiles begin with you and well... you never let them end."

His heart jumped past his his tongue. For the first time he confessed, "Wei Ying is my reason too."

"Then..." but Wei Ying did not complete his words but closed the distance between them to press soft thin lips to his cheek. The warmth lingered even when the softness was gone. His hands had loosened as a flutter rose in his gut. He had kissed Wei Ying before but this. His ears were burning and Wei Ying warm hand reached out to touch his embarrassment. The burning spread to his neck and even enflamed his temples.

"You have no idea how long I have longed to touch your spreading blush Lan Zhan." Wei Ying words sent another flutter down his gut. He looked at Wei Ying, eager to listen, surprised to see his feelings reflect in Wei Ying's dark, red-rimmed eyes. They were glassy even when they were smiling. 

He couldn't take it. All his restraint had been well trained and fueled by the thought that Wei Ying didn't reciprocate but Wei Ying did. The moment Wei Ying first suggested the kiss, to the shocked realization that Wei Ying wanted him to, to the almost kiss, to the times Wei Ying flirted with him, to Wei Ying's confession and countless hints of marriage, his restrained had started chipping away.

When had all his restained fallen apart, he didn't know but at this moment even as he longed to hear more, he couldn't hold himself back. He reached out and pulled Wei Ying to him, the last of the sash pooling around their feet and crashed their lips together.