It was already long past nine, yet Wei WuXian still hadn't returned yet. The paper lamp on the desk was still lit. Lan WangJi stared at its blurry aura, his eyes unblinking. A moment later, he stood up, walked to the entrance of the Jingshi, and opened the wooden door.
Having stayed still for a second, he seemed as if he was finally going to step outside when an odd thump suddenly came from behind him.
Lan WangJi spun around only to see that the window had some time ago opened without him noticing, its flaps still swaying amidst the night wind. A large bulge rose from within the thin blanket on the bed. It seemed as if something had broken in through the window, rolled inside, and was currently curled up within, shifting and shuffling.
After a moment of silence, Lan WangJi shut the door gently. He went back inside the room, on his way blowing the lamp out, closed the window, and got onto the bed. He lay beside the considerable bulge. Quietly pulling over the other blanket, he shut his eyes.
Soon, something big and cold suddenly snuck inside his sheets. The thing snuggled onto his body, right against his chest, and giddily exclaimed, "Lan Zhan, I'm back! You should welcome me."
Lan WangJi wrapped his arms around the other, "Why are you so cold?"
Wei WuXian, "I was outside in the wind for more than half the day! Let me borrow your heat."
So that was why he was covered in grass and dust. He must have again taken the juniors of the Cloud Recesses to disturb the beasts and monsters of remote mountains.
Wei WuXian rolled around his bed and his sheets in such filthy clothes, yet Lan WangJi didn't seem bothered at all, despite his usual preference for cleanliness. He tightened his arms slightly, hugging Wei WuXian even closer.
After a while of warming the other with his body, Lan WangJi spoke, "Take your shoes off at least."
Wei WuXian replied, "Sure." And he kicked off his boots against each of his legs before sneaking into the blanket again to freeze Lan WangJi.
Lan WangJi spoke, his voice thin, "Do not mess around."
Wei WuXian, "I'm in your bed already, and you're telling me not to mess around?"
Lan WangJi, "Uncle has returned."
Lan QiRen's residence was not far away from Lan WangJi's Jingshi. He never liked Wei WuXian in the first place. If they happened to elicit some inappropriate sounds, the very next day he would probably stomp his feet angrily, throwing another fit at Wei WuXian.
Yet Wei WuXian shoved his knee between Lan WangJi's legs, rubbing it against him with both arousal and mischief to straightforwardly express his attitude using action.
After a moment of silence, Lan WangJi flipped him around with force and pushed Wei WuXian down under him.
The motion was so wide and force so strong that the two made a loud knock against the wooden bed.
"Slow down, slow down, slow down... Slow... down!"
Lan WangJi pinned Wei WuXian on the bed, entering with irresistible vigor as he thrust inside, all the way until his abdomen was tight against Wei WuXian's naked buttocks. Only when he couldn't dive any deeper did he stop.
Wei WuXian drew in a few breaths, shaking his head. Feeling a bit scared to move, he rolled his eyes and wriggled in discomfort, wanting to move it out a bit, yet Lan WangJi noticed what he was trying to do and clenched his waist to plunge back in again.
Wei WuXian responded with an "ah", exclaiming, "HanGuang-Jun!"
Lan WangJi spoke after a while of endurance, "You asked for it." With a pause, he began to thrust.
