Fateful Turn

I belong to you

Before Wei Wuxian could say anything else, Lan Wangji surged forward and pressed his lips onto Wei Wuxian's again, only this time there was no mistaken the passion and desire burning brightly inside him. His weight pressing on Wei Wuxian's body made him fall backward onto his bed, but he didn't mind at all. His tongue probed inside of Wei Wuxian's mouth and the latter closed his eyes and moaned quietly against him.

Wei Wuxian's arms instinctively wound their way around Lan Wangji's back, pulling the man closer to him. The heat between their bodies intensified after a couple of minutes. It felt like every single piece of clothing that they had on in fact did nothing to cover up the sheer magnitude of sexual desire building up between them right now.

"Lan Zhan, wait a second." Wei Wuxian said as he broke free from Lan Wangji's embrace. He sat up on the bed, rummaging into the fold of his robes until he found something. Lan Wangji looked at him with half-lidded eyes, already completely lost without the warmth of his touch.

Wei Wuxian wrote something on the blank talismans before letting them fly towards the door, sealing the room and making it soundproof. He then turned back to look at Lan Wangji, who was looking at him expectantly, obviously waiting for what Wei Wuxian was about to do next. His heart raced wildly in his chest but not in fear. If anything, anticipation made his stomach knot together into an excited, jittery mess.

Wei Wuxian reached out with both his hands, cupping Lan Wangji's cheeks and holding his face gently. Their faces were close enough for him to count his eyelashes. "We don't want anyone to disturb us, do we?" Wei Wuxian asked, his voice husky.

"No." Lan Wangji answered. With one hand, he gently tugged on his forehead ribbon, unraveling it and letting it fall onto the mattress carelessly. Wei Wuxian couldn't help smiling softly when Lan Wangji removed the headgear he was wearing as well, letting his hair loose and falling freely down his shoulders. Lan Wangji then reached out to untie the red ribbon that was holding his hair in place, albeit it was already messy and loose. He ran his fingers through his hair and let it flow freely down.

Wei Wuxian started tugging on the other man's outer layer of clothing. "I think we should take this off too," he said, already working on undoing Lan Wangji's waistband with deft fingers, stripping him entirely until there was nothing but bare skin. Right after that, he let his own garments drop off as well, which earned him an appreciative gaze from his husband, who immediately dove for his chest and kissed every inch of skin he could reach.

Their breaths mingled and came out as hot puffs in front of their faces together. Wei Wuxian was aware of the rising of his blood as his arousal grew. He placed his hand on Lan Wangji's member. Its hard length pulsated beneath his palm as he caressed him slowly. "Touch me, Lan Zhan...." He rasped, making no further attempts to hide the fact that he was aroused.

Lan Wangji immediately reacted and began kissing his jaw and neck, while his hand fondled with Wei Wuxian's growing erection. Wei Wuxian shivered when their erections rubbed against each other, but he welcomed it because he knew the sensations because it felt so heavenly. Lan Wangji's hand moved up and down while his lips began trailing kisses across his neck with hot, wet licks and nibbled on the soft column of exposed throat, leaving behind marks which were not quite as innocent as they first appeared. Wei Wuxian gasped and arched up toward him, wanting desperately for more contact while caressing Lan Wangji, matching his pace. With every stroke Lan Wangji made, along with each soft moan, his own climax reaching faster. This was how he imagined the feeling of the most intimate touch to feel. He needed everything from Lan Wangji at the moment, whether it was physical or emotional. It was paradisaical and highly addictive. Soon, his entire being was engulfed by the blissful release, leaving a trail of milky substance on his abdomen.