In the ancient realm there was a soul who was known widely as Hanguang-Jun.
He was known to be aloof and away from worldly beings. Seldom people knew him for who he was or what his heart truly yearned in reality.
A man who loved dearly and in retu...
(A/n: See the above FMV of the song Umbrella for our dear WangXian. Not made by/for me).
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Contains Smut (Ahem enjoy)
"Lan Zhan" his eyes were tainted with lust as he pulled me in for a kiss "love me forever but tonight don't be gentle. Be the beast that you always yearned to dominate me. I want it rough. I want you. I want your everything".
I peer into his crimson red eyes and the only image that projected back was of mine. If he wanted me to be rough with him tonight then so be it. Walking away from the bed I command "Strip".
Smirking mischievously "Make me" he challenges as he walks towards me. Inwardly I laugh at his antics. Oh my Wei Ying wants to play? Alright, two can play tonight. As he reaches for my band, I twist his arm and push him against the wall. My front to his back. He turns his face to the side and grins "I thought you gave me the permission to touch your band".
"Hm" I blow into his ears and tease him "back then whenever you dared to touch my band, this is what I wanted to do. Push you against the wall and entrap you in my arms and have my way with you" my teeth grazes against his ears and he visibly shivers "seems finally the king has fallen for my trap" I lick the skin below his ear.
"Less talk more action Lan Zhan" he growls and I kiss his nape. Turning him onto his back against the wall, his eyes widen when my fingers find his sash. In seconds I undo his robes and untie his trousers. Bared to me I admire his body but soon my gaze lands on his chest. The place where I had stabbed him.
When I brought him back to Jingshi three nights ago, it was then I had noticed the scar had reappeared. The scar that we both share now.
"Hey, stop admiring my body and eat me up" he was trying to distract me and I smirked. I heard his gasp and quickly kissed them. My fingers trailed down to his chest and as I flicked his bud, he moaned aloud. Biting his pectoral, my hand found his member and fondled him lightly.
"Lan Zhan" he growled but before I could react he pushed me against the wall "enough of teasing me" he bit my lips and tore my robes away. Rubbing his body against mine we both moan at the friction. Pure bliss.
The next second I roughly push him against the bed causing it to creek and he smiled but not for long. I bring his hand to where the knot of my band lies and he slowly unties them. Taking the band from him I tie both his hand to the bed post and begin my feast for the night.
Every arch, every moan, every stretched tendons were the proof that he was mine and I was his. That night as I filled him, no words were required. Him being there with me was more than enough. Having him in my arms, sharing our warmth, love and compassion for years to come was just enough.
Untying him, I tried to massage his arms when he flipped me down on our bed and was above me "Lan Zhan, round two?" He kissed me and I welcomed him with open arms.
