"Bound by Destiny"

Chapter 32 : Everyday means Everyday

---The days in Cloud Recesses passed with a serene rhythm, but for Wei Wuxian, things had taken a decidedly more... heated turn since that night with Lan Wangji. It wasn't just the intensity of their shared passion, but the sheer consistency of it. Lan Zhan, ever the epitome of restraint and self-control, seemed to have lost some of his famous composure when it came to expressing his love for Wei Wuxian.

A Different Kind of Routine

"Wei Ying, how are you feeling?" Lan Wangji asked, his voice soft but filled with concern. They were sitting in the Jingshi after breakfast, the morning sun casting a gentle light across the room.

Wei Wuxian shifted slightly, wincing as he adjusted his position. His body ached in places he hadn't known could ache, a constant reminder of Lan Zhan's passionate affection. He glanced up at his husband, a teasing smile curving his lips.

I'm fine, Lan Zhan. A little sore, but that's to be expected when you take the phrase 'every day' so literally."

A faint blush spread across Lan Wangji's cheeks, but his gaze remained steady. "You are not comfortable. Perhaps we should

"No way!" Wei Wuxian interrupted, shaking his head vehemently. "Don't even think about it, Lan Zhan. I'm not complaining. It's just... well, you're more enthusiastic than I expected."

Lan Wangji's eyes darkened slightly, his fingers brushing lightly over Wei Wuxian's wrist. "I cannot help it, Wei Ying. You are... irresistible."

The way Lan Zhan said it, with such sincerity, made Wei Wuxian's heart flutter. Despite the aches and the fatigue, he couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth and affection. Lan Zhan's desire, his unyielding need, was both overwhelming and exhilarating.

"Lan Zhan, I'm not complaining, really. I love it-love you. It's just... I might need a day off now and then, or I might not be able to walk straight," Wei Wuxian joked, but there was a genuine note of concern in his voice. He didn't want Lan Zhan to feel like he had to hold back, but he also knew his limits, and pushing himself too far wasn't going to do either of them any good.

Lan Wangji's expression softened, and he leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to Wei Wuxian's forehead. "I understand, Wei Ying. I will try to be more... moderate."

Wei Wuxian laughed, wrapping his arms around Lan Zhan's neck."You? Moderate when I see it. I'll believe it"

Lan Wangji's lips quirked in a small smile. "Then you will see it."

Adjusting to the New Normal

Despite Lan Wangji's promise, the days that followed were filled with a steady stream of intimacy that left Wei Wuxian both exhilarated and exhausted. Lan Zhan was attentive and caring, always making sure Wei Wuxian was comfortable, but his desire was a palpable thing, a constant presence that seemed to intensify with each passing day.

There were days when Wei Wuxian would find himself pulled into the quiet shadows of the library or secluded corners of the gardens, Lan Wangji's lips and hands eager, his restraint a fragile thing that could snap at the slightest provocation. And Wei Wuxian, always eager to tease, often found himself at the mercy of Lan Zhan's overwhelming need.

But there were also the aftereffects. As much as Wei Wuxian enjoyed their shared passion, his body was not used to the constant attention. There were mornings when he woke up feeling like he'd been run over by a herd of spirit beasts, every muscle aching, his movements slow and careful.

Lan Wangji was always there, a quiet, steady presence, his hands gentle as he massaged away the aches, his voice a soothing balm to Wei Wuxian's tired soul. He was endlessly patient, endlessly devoted, and Wei Wuxian's heart swelled with love every time he looked at him.