Three months later, in Cloud Recesses
For the last while, for Shi Yao it became quite the rough one, he had to spend his days locked in his chamber and not aloud to even walk around unsupervised, and that brought him to even pity himself somehow, sometimes, cause even in that burden he found it quite funny, since one, though wasn't quite aloud to talk with the people since the leaders of not only Gusu Lan clan, but also Yunmeng Jiang and Qinghe Nie were quite the thrilled ones in the case the one may find a tacky way to escape. Though, what he missed the most was his alchohol. His sweet alchohol that felt sweeter than honey on the tip of his tongue when he had better to do, and that he would fill his mouth with and swallow it enjoyfull. In the last months, he hasn't got any, not that he got forbad to drink any but that he had no where to get it aince the disciples from Cloud Recces were prohibited from drinking alchohol, or was it that they just didn't like the taste of it most of the time, since they found drinking alchohol something that would make them unsteady and many did not will that.. Though, Yao was not quite the type.
His hand fluttered over the air as he laid down, seeing how the door opened and a taller one came in with small cups and a bottle, with a sweet scent that he has been longing for and whose liquid that bore inside he will drink as soon, and as the presence of that bottle has been sensed on the rightful table which gracefully stood in front of him, he cracked a smile of enjoyment. He has been bought a drink which he was going to drink with no one else but his dearest friend, Lan Xichen, who was one of the little amount of people he was aloud to talk to, and one of the threee people he could talk with in the Cloyd Recces, beside him being Lan WangJi, which was also Xichen's younger brother, and Wei Wuxian, who was most of the times the one who was joining him on walks, and taking care that his chambers were always locked.
"Er ge, I suppose you are going to drink with me tonight, for you and me haven't drank in a while around each other and I want you to drink with me in the honor of my new life by your side" Yao said, in his voice joy, though he knew that he was never going to actually be by his side since, in the end, now he was only a mere prisoner the Gusu Lan clan acustomed with after a conference about who should take him. The taller one, Xichen, looked at the other with a soft gaze and sat down beside him, folding his robes under himself and placing the cups and bottle on the table then his eyes were fixed on his friend.
"I shall drink with you then to sense your presence as, more or less, a guest of the Cloud Recces" and he took the b9ttle, and what it was inside he poured for himself and his dear friend, who looked at him with a soft gaze, his chin supported on his palm as his eyes were fixed on the other. Yao felt like he was caught in a transa looking at his friend who was calmly pouring the alcohol, with his almost black eyes and his long eyelashes and his pink lips, who, to Yao, looked so kissable, though he didn't really understand why. And they both took there cups and took the shot of alcohol in there mouths then swallowed it, it's sweet smell and bitter taste felt all over the neck and body and everything of the two, and after a shot came another one, and another, until the point when the bottle became empty, and the two stared at each other in a gaze they, when they were sober and well, could never share for each other. There eyes were filled with love and lyst, and there lips were curved into this smiles which they proudly wore over there allure of a drunk man. And there was when, the Yao drunk enough to not remember not even the most major thing, crawled beside his friend and took the bottle and sprayed, somehow, the last drips of alcohol on his tongue, his mouth wide open, longing for those sweet drops on his tongue, and after there was nothing to get from that bottle, in a second or a little more, his lips touched the other, the taste of alcohol feeling all over there tongues and lips as they entwined in a erotic tango, the alchohol from Yao's mouth spilling over the edge of the other's mouth as there, at start, simple kiss became one of passion and lust. And then they broke for air. And there mouths felt each other again, as they could not live without the other's mouth and without the taste of the alchohol.
"May I touch you?" Yao asked, his eyes fixed onto the other's face, and the other's cheeks who were flushed bright red and his eyes looked in full joy. Xichen didn't say anything, he just nodded, but the other knew what he had to do, and the robe slipped over his shoulder quickly, and his hair's ties and pins fell quickly on the floor.
Yao's mouth fell on the other's neck, sucking on it with passion and from time to time he stopped to ask how the other felt about it, and it always was the same response, that he liked it and "keep going".. And he did.
Soon enough, Xichen's neck was full of love bites which were bright red and purple on his skin, and each brought both of them another level of enjoyment. They were the ones who were for all this years madly inlove with eachother and never would have confessed, but when they were drunk now they acted like two beasts full of lust...
"A-Yao, I love you"
