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The walls have eyes

WHO: Wei Wuxian (novel) and Lan Wangji (novel)

WHAT: Discovering the bonding has deeper feelings attached to it then just not being able to go too far apart. A lot to discuss because of Mad March, feelings, and more.

WHEN: Timing: right after their meetings with Mad March during the event

WARNINGS:With Wangxian..anything is possible.

Wei Wuxian had been enjoying a relaxing evening until the Mad March decided to come and disrupt it. He feels like he got nothing but frustration out of the conversation and perhaps a little more paranoid. His heart felt unsettled and so he decided he needed to find Lan Wangji and tell him about the encounter. It isn't hard to locate him, they have been bonded ever since he and River broke theirs. A relief considering it made things much easier. When one shares their feelings with another..it can be a little awkward given the circumstances and he wasn't sure River could handle any more of the feelings he had for Lan Wangji bleeding into her.

He tried to concentrate on those feelings as he stays in the woods, not wanting the others to see him since he knows he's wearing most of his emotions on his face right now. Something about the Mad March made him incredibly uncomfortable and he doesn't like that he was singled out. Apparently his tactics had gotten him noticed and although he isn't exactly new to being in the spotlight, he'd rather not be the target of someone as powerful as the Queen.

Wei Wuxian can feel his heart pounding faster, knowing that Lan Wangji is close and that their bond is getting stronger. He stops and looks around, "Lan Zhan..?" He places his hand on his heart, feeling like it wants to burst out of his chest. How did either of their previous partners deal with this?

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He pins him to the bedding, the ground beneath smells earthy and rough. Wanting the both of them to forget the outside world and the people. In this small tent, they're just them, the warmth of their bodies close together.

His gold eyes searching him, alight with an insatiable passion, then he kisses him hungrily as proceeds to unravel his sash, rolling his robes off, undressing him, desiring more contact.

"Take it off." He whispered as things are becoming heated between the both of them.

He smirks and helps to remove his clothing, sitting up so that he can toss his clothing aside. Once he is naked, he lets his fingers start working on Lan Wangji's ties. He can feel that passion and desire filling him from the bond with the other man, knowing that those are the feelings that he has right now. Of course, he also feels the same, finally ready to enjoy this time together.

He leans up to kiss him again as he pushes the robes away from Lan Wangji's shoulders.

Closing his eyes, his breath quickens from his kisses and touch, as his clothes and robes were tossed aside. The man is lean and all muscle, but his body shows scars of past abuse with the burn mark on his chest and long, thin scars on his back.

"Wei Ying, my heart races whenever you kiss me." To him, Wei Ying's touch is like a balm to the pain he endured. He reaches over to help the other undress, pulling his robes away. He was eager that he kisses him hungrily, nipping at his lips, tongue seeking entry inside of his mouth as he wraps his arms around the other man greedily in his embrace.

He lays back down once the clothing has been discarded and draws the other man with him. His lips part to welcome that tongue inside his mouth, his own meeting it in greeting. There is a soft moan as he enjoys the feeling of the other man's tongue invading his mouth.

His mouth is too occupied to respond to him so instead he just lets that kiss speak for itself as he concedes that the other man has the same effect on him as well.

He slows down, once he's sure and certain that the other man desires him just as much. He then takes his time to worship with his body with his lips, kissing him, and touching him, making love to him. Tongue swirls inside as he moans hungrily into the kisses.

Aching for touch, he reaches over to stroke the other's cock, wanting to feel him, his eyes glazed over with lust for him, as he murmured his name in a mantra. Another hand clutch the softness of his ass, fingers digging into the soft globes possessively, gently prying him open, wanting to enter him already, seeking to make his claim.

More moans as he feels those hands wandering and exploring his body. His length already stiffening in anticipation as he is stroked and that kiss lights a fire inside the pit of his stomach. He wraps his legs around Lan Wangji's waist drawing him closer and wanting to feel more of him against his body already.

It doesn't matter how much they do this his body always reacts this way and he can never seem to get enough.

"Mn." He hums deep, moaning. He licks his lips, wanting to feel more of his soft body, and aching to explore the depths of him, and claiming him. He gazes upon him possessively, making him forget the stress of the day.

"You're mine." He took a moment to reach for that small bottle of lotion because even some lubrication helps to lessen the pain. Slicking up his fingers, he pries his lithe legs and soft globes apart and he's going to pump his fingers inside of him to slick the tight inner walls to prepare him.

He whines softly as he feels those fingers start to invade and prep his body. The little twinge of pain fades quickly and simply leaves him with a growing feeling of desire.

"I'm yours." Forever and always, in body, mind and soul. They don't need vows for him to believe that but knowing they will be married makes it even more powerful.

He pumps inside of him, stretching him slowly, though it takes very self-restraint to not go enthusiastic and pumps his hole, taking care not to abuse it. Though he hardens with the thought of fingering him roughly just to make him come.

"Good. Are you ready? Going to put it in."

He withdraws, leaving him empty, and then in place, something bigger and thicker to make him feel better as he swiftly slides his cock inside. With his size, the stretch and tight heat will feel incredible as he pushes himself deeply inside of him.

He whines softly as those fingers withdraw but that empty feeling is very short lived as Lan Wangji presses into his body. He cries out before he can muffle the sound, that size much larger then those fingers and a lot harder to simply accept.

But he wants more, knowing that soon that feeling is going to be one he greatly enjoys. He whimpers softly, "Ahh Lan Zhan...be gentle with this weak body." He's teasing, quite ready to enjoy even the harshest of treatment if that is how Lan Wangji wants to play tonight.

All of that whimpering and softness in his voice, as Wei Ying instinctively tightens himself around his hard member.

"Mn. Gently." He starts the rhythm of thrusting inside of him, his groan heavy from the back of his throat. He grasps his ass, squeezing the soft globes as he goes faster, rougher, and pins him down, wanting the tight friction of pleasure and heat as he plunges into the depths of him.

He moans as those thrusts start, arms wrapping around the other man so that his hands can clutch at his back. Nails dig into skin and scrap along old whip scars as those thrusts become faster. His legs twist around Lan Wangji's waist to encourage the man to go deeper, harder, to give him more.

"Ahh..Lan er-gege..you are so rough with this young body.."

Clearly not a complaint as he moans his appreciation around those words.

When his fingers dug on his scars that crisscrossed over his back, that only excites him, arousing him further, as he pounds into his body, his breath heavy, his pale cheeks dark red. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the tent as he goes faster, Wei Wuxian teasing him.

With a sharp gasp as the pleasure waves coursing through him, he kept going until he reaches his climax, spilling his load inside of him in a release as the hot thick liquid filling him.

His moans fill the tent as each thrust pushes him closer to his own breaking point. His mouth continuing to encourage the other as that spot inside of him gets hit over and over again. His entire body starts to tremble as he reaches that climax.

He feels Lan Wangji's release fill him and he finally let's go of his control and falls over that edge, releasing with a final satisfied moan of appreciation. That seed spills between them as his hips jerk and back arches. Only collapsing down after he has finished.

Once he reached his finished, he continues thrusting until he is empty and spent, he's more relaxed and less tense. He felt him quivered when he clamps down around his member, squeezing out every drop.

He collapsed by his side on the beddings, lay in their own mess while trying to catch his wind, his breathing heavy, panting while seeing stars as he stare at the top of the roof. All is quiet inside the tent and outside.

"Wei Ying...are you all right? Feel better?"

"Mm.." One of the only times Wei Wuxian can be rendered speechless is after being exhausted in such a way. He knew the night would end like this..most do..but he never grows tired of it.

He rolls over and curls up against him. Even despite the fact that are a mess, he still craves the contact. He lays his head against him as he tries to regain his breath.

"Everything is perfect, Lan Zhan."

Strong arms are wrapped around him for a warm embrace as his beloved Wei Ying curls up with him to relax. He pulls the covers of the sleeping bag over, not caring they're a mess.

He feels him breathing softly as they relax together, feeling their high.

"Good. If you want more. Tell me. I always desire you." Exhausted now, he feels sleep is imminent. "I hope we return back to the hotel soon. A soft bed is better. The tent is small." But given how small the space is, it's wonderful to curl up with his lover.

"I'll always desire you too, Lan Zhan." He wishes they could have made love under the stars before they returned to that soft bed but he is still content. He nestles his face against Lan Wangji's neck.

"I'm sure we will be back in the beds soon."

The stars are always out, watching over them. "Mn. It's much warmer." He's going to give him his good night kisses.

Tiredly, since it has been a long day. "Good night, Wei Ying. Sweet dreams." Before drifting off to sleep.

"Good night, Lan Zhan." He murmurs his 'i love you' against Lan Wangji's skin as he drifts off.

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