The Untamed (Season 2)

Chapter 10

(Hey readers, it's your girl Mikay! I want to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude for all the support you've shown for Untamed Season 2. Your votes and comments are incredibly important, so please keep them coming! I really appreciate any suggestions you might have for future content.

I'll be here and active throughout this month, and I hope you'll continue to show your love for Untamed and Mo Dao Zu Shi (MDZS). Just a heads-up: make sure to secure all your downloads soon, as Untamed will be leaving Netflix before we know it! It's definitely bittersweet, and I'll miss it. Thank you all again for being such an amazing community! 🥲)

Let's take a moment to appreciate the incredible talent behind MDZS (Mo Dao Zu Shi) and the remarkable stories she has crafted! It's fascinating to think that she was weaving these narratives even while she was still a student. Her creativity and dedication truly shine through her work! 😘

Disclaimer: What follows is my personal take on Untamed Season 2, drawing from my own interpretations and insights.
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Wei Wuxian's P.O.V

I woke up to a dull ache coursing through my body, remnants of exhaustion lingering from a restless night. Every muscle felt tight and sore, a testament to the intensity of my dreams — dreams that were all too often filled with thoughts of Lan Zhan. As I attempted to sit up, I discovered my limbs felt heavy, almost as if they were trapped in a warm cocoon.

Glancing around, I realized that I was nestled in his arms, the familiar warmth of his embrace wrapping around me like a soft blanket. His hold was firm yet gentle, and I could feel the steady rhythm of his breathing mingling with the peaceful silence of the early morning. It was both comforting and disorienting, leaving me unsure whether to stay nestled against him or to muster the energy to escape.

When I looked under our blanket, my eyes widened his thing was still inside of me. That fuddy-duddy.

"Lan Zhan!" I screamed. He woke up immediately when he heard my scream.

"Pull it out already," I whined and he looked at me with a grin.

He tightened his grip on my waist and slowly pulled his thing outside of my hole.

"Good morning," he said with a warm smile, leaning in to kiss me softly. I felt a flutter in my chest as I kissed him back, the familiar warmth spreading through me.

After a moment, I shifted, my voice tinged with vulnerability. "I feel so sore today," I admitted, a slight frown crossing my face as I thought about the previous day's activities.

He looked at me with a mix of playfulness and seriousness. "Every day means every day," he replied as if reminding me of a pact we had made.

I crossed my arms in mock defiance, trying to keep my tone light. "Can we do it once a week instead?" I suggested, hoping to negotiate.

He shook his head firmly, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "No way, three times," he insisted, a playful challenge evident in his tone.

Before I could respond, he leaned in and kissed me again, his lips gently brushing against mine. "I have been longing for you for so long," he confessed, his voice filled with emotion. My heart raced, fluttering in my chest like a bird set free.

"I will never leave you again," I vowed, warmth spreading through me as I searched his eyes for assurance.

"Just you and me... forever," he said, wrapping his arms around me in a tight embrace as if he were trying to protect me from everything else in the world. A smile broke across my face, brightening the moment.