魔道祖师- Immortal Melody

The Promise- Part III

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Wei Wuxian directed himself towards Lan Wangji's chest, kissing over his garments, moving up to the area where the clothing was slightly open. He kissed the soft skin, trailing up the front of the neck that leaned back, letting all its path clear. As he progressed, his kisses elicited a faint tremor, but when his tongue encountered the smooth jade-like skin, Lan Wangji's hand instinctively tightened around his waist, and a barely audible groan stirred through his senses, igniting an exhilarating rush of excitement.

"Lan Zhan, I can't stop..." Wei Wuxian whispered into Lan Wangji's ear, who still held onto his waist.

"It's... an uncontrollable power..." Lan Wangji tried to gather his words concisely, with difficulty.

Wei Wuxian backed away to observe him. His face seemed in agony. His head sank into the bed as he was kissed in various places. His fingers grasped at his waist and pulled him closer. His hair was disheveled in a sensual way. While his lips, slightly parted, seemed to invite him to something even bolder.

Wei Wuxian promptly responded to the call, sealing his lips over Lan Wangji's, who seemed startled by the unexpected action. Wei Wuxian led the kiss. He savored with curiosity and desire that extraordinary experience. The sensations flowing from this encounter consumed him as he delved deeper and deeper into it. He licked those lips and unraveled their secrets. His hands followed his desire for discovery and caressed, eagerly, the side of the languid body writhing restlessly next to his. It didn't take long for him to take the initiative to seek more contact. He felt confined in his clothes and lamented that the layers of fabric prevented him from getting even closer to Lan Wangji. Undoing the loose knot of the white robe in front of him, almost imperceptibly, he slid his hand into the pants, settling over the warm, stiff, and vibrant bulge. This provoked conflicting reactions in Lan Wangji, whose long groan had been muffled by Wei Wuxian's lingering kiss, as his body was manipulated in an intriguing and undeniably intimate manner.

Lan Wangji tried to control Wei Wuxian's hand, which was gaining strength, gripping his intimate part, but Wei Wuxian accelerated his movements, making it impossible for Lan Wangji to protest.

"Lan Zhan, are you not going to tell me you're not enjoying this! Have you never done this to yourself?" Wei Wuxian withdrew from the kiss to whisper in Lan Wangji's ear, then plunged back into his neck and the scent of sandalwood he felt was increasingly intense, increasingly penetrating.

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"Ahh, Lan Zhan, I forgot you lead an ascetic life..."

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"Lan Zhan, I'll tell you a secret..." Wei Wuxian lingered, licking Lan Wangji's neck while teasing him.

"What is it?" Lan Wangji spoke near Wei Wuxian's neck, who smiled with pleasure at the sensation.

"When I do this to myself, I think of... Lan... Zhaaan!" Wei Wuxian smiled at the end. Confessing such a thing wasn't easy, but the idea that Lan Wangji might be even slightly scandalized by his confession brought so much satisfaction to Wei Wuxian that he couldn't help but be even more loving with the huge volume in his fingers, manipulating it with all his strength.

Perhaps it was the medicines that made him more sensitive, but Lan Wangji ended up letting out a particularly lascivious groan in Wei Wuxian's ear. His hand now rested on Wei Wuxian's shoulder, seeking more contact. With lighter movements, he returned the kisses, diving into Wei Wuxian's neck. The voracious mouth not only kissed but also licked and occasionally bit, eliciting deep breaths of growing desire from Wei Wuxian. Soon, their moans filled the room.