[the attention makes him squirm once pleasure starts to build into a heat that can't be ignored; one tender spot makes his hips twitch and sends him into a full body shiver, a flush rising up to his cheeks. it's too easy to be wrecked like this.]
N-no chickens. I'll only want to—ah, eat them for dinner!
[fond, cinching his arm more securely against Wei Wuxian's waist so he's free to squirm without ever getting away, exploring that spot once he finds it with easy thoroughness. he's getting hard again very quickly, just feeling Wei Wuxian twitch and leak around him]
[he squirms without trying to get away--he never wants to escape from Lan Wangji for real. part of the fun is just pretending. his legs spread wider, welcoming the exploration and trying not to feel too baffled by how wet he is. he knows it's only a sign that his body really, really likes what's happening. before long he's panting and gasping at Lan Wangji's touches and only just barely keeping himself from begging for more.]
I can't help it if I have a healthy appetite! Spicy chicken sounds delicious. Hanguang-Jun sounds delicious too.
[it feels too hot in his own skin; he leans in, straining against his own self control before their lips brush. then he can do nothing but devour and nip and lick as his hips snap into Lan Wangji with more force, demanding everything his hand can give. pleasure is wrung from him in scattered, desperate moans as they find a spot, and then another, until his whole body is singing Lan Wangji's praises.]
[Lan Wangji rocks his hips up in turn, fucks him with his cock, fucks him with his fingers to the point of sliding one or two into him alongside it. he's wet enough to take it, open enough to be filled further, his husband's mouth hungry on his skin again as they rock together.
his other hand slides around, eventually; Wei Wuxian finds his other hole being teased by fingers warm and slick from his own body, as well...]
[his whole face heats up the instant he feels that extra tease. he shamelessly, shamelessly wants every hole filled immediately. he settles for trying to fuck back and forward at the same time, slick and needy and whining for it]
[Lan Wangji doesn't wait, pushes two fingers into him at the first pleading whine, wanting to satisfy him; there may not be that convenient pleasurable spot inside him to rub at, but it still feels familiar and good, the nerves stretched and sensitive, the shallow thrusting an extra fullness and movement that makes him feel even tighter around Lan Wangji's cock and intensifies his pleasure.
Insatiable! Incorrigible! Who says I'll let you, huh? As if your wife could be so easy...
[his words don't match his actions in the slightest; he chases his lips and eagerly rocks into his touches. he likes that Lan Wangji is paying attention to him more than anything. that he is loved, wanted, desired no matter his form. it makes him clench around his fingers and his cock, squeeze them tight like he has no intention of letting them go.]
You have to--oh, right there--you have to tell me I'm pretty before you start sticking parts of your body into me. It's a requirement.
[grinds into him easily, alternating the delicious thrust of his fingers and cock inside him, pressing little biting kisses to his mouth and his neck and shoulders, anywhere he can reach to put his mark on him]
What should he be offered, if I wish to use something else?
[his mind goes completely blank, lost in the rhythm of rocking into his fingers and spearing himself deeper onto his cock. a wandering hand slides up Lan Wangji's chest and pinches his nipple, toying with it until it's cute and swollen red]
[presses his lips together and tries to slow how hard he fucks back into his fingers, trying to act coy, but within his emotions he's already begging for it. his breath hitches, and with far less composure he manages to give a breathless reply]
Can I truly deny you anything? You're too cute when you're sincere. Please fill up every part of me. Anything you want. I'll gladly accept it.
[he wants him so badly it's like its own physical heat running through Wei Wuxian's veins; he always does, but there's a driving desire to learn what gives him pleasure, everything that gives him pleasure over again, which does tend to show up when Sidereal puts him in an unfamiliar body.
kisses him deep, deep, reaching for the drawer and nearly breaking it when he yanks it open, holding Wei Wuxian in place with the hand still on his ass, the fingers hooked deep inside him]
[breathless kisses are trailed along his skin as he pulls out the toy; it isn't meant to be a distraction, but Wei Wuxian makes each kiss a gift, full of tenderness and gratitude. he clenches around his cock with every inhale, ready and eager and wanting, and it really seems like the whole of him is experiencing pleasure from being in contact with Lan Wangji.
there is an extra little jolt when Lan Wangji's fingers brush up against a spot that he knows is normally sensitive in his normal body. the moan it illicits is soft and needy against his collarbone]
[Lan Wangji inhales sharply, breathing Wei Wuxian in; rocks his fingertips harder against that spot and puts pressure on his ass to press him down harder into his lap at the same time, coming back to kiss him as soon as humanly possible. if being close brings pleasure -- and it does for him too -- then they need to be as close as they humanly can.
he has a toy now but it's been dropped on the bed by their tangled legs while he moves him gently on his cock and his fingers, working him up, up, up a little more, kissing the noises out of his mouth like he means to hoard them away]
[the noises he makes get louder and more enthusiastic, encouraging him exactly as he always does: by babbling in between kisses, words short and breathless]
Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan, don't tease your wife so much. Didn't you have a toy for me?
[finally settles a firm arm around his waist to hold him still, though, forehead pressed to his as he picks the toy back up. Wei Wuxian feels it press against him a moment later; a hard one, and big, the same size as Lan Wangji, like he really does mean Wei Wuxian to feel like he's being fucked by two of him at once]
[he can't help but suck in a breath when he's breached all the same, eagerness singing in his veins. he's used to this stretch, even in a different body; he knows how to relax his muscles and breathe, how to flex in such a way that maximizes the pleasure for both of them. even if it's a toy, Lan Wangji can still feel it.]
Or would you prefer it if I'm more shy about this?
[smiles at him, that tiny subtle curve of his mouth]
Is Wei Ying feeling shy?
[the toy is sliding slow, slow, slow inside him, careful but inexorable, so that both his holes are getting filled and stretched satisfyingly; Lan Wangji's breathing quickens as he feels it as well, the added tightness around his own cock, the pressure and movement]
[he stays still aside from the clenching of muscles, letting Lan Wangji take his time with the toy and adjusting to the stretch with increasing levels of giddiness; it takes all of his willpower to not nip at that smile. he doesn't want to distract him until the toy is all the way in.]
Hmmmm~ I could act shy if you want me to. But it's impossible to play hard to get when you're already inside of me, so hasn't the time for being shy passed?
[it's finally slid as deep into him as Lan Wangji is, the narrowed part near the base giving him something to clench around and hold it inside him, the base itself pushed up against his sensitive rim. Lan Wangji's grown harder inside him, if anything]
And I will be. Lan Zhan should be as shameless as he likes, too. I gave you permission to do as you please, after all.
[presses their foreheads together and grips his hips, using him as leverage to grind down on both the toy and his cock. it sends a jolt of pleasure straight up his spine and he whimpers, rocking himself on them both like he can squeeze what he wants out of them if he tries hard enough]
[Lan Wangji is panting softly as Wei Wuxian uses him, every movement of Wei Wuxian on him wet and tantalizing heat. he's able to feel the toy in him through the thin barrier between them, a shifting pressure, shockingly good as well. it makes him grind up into Wei Wuxian in turn, feeling their mingled fluids from the first round making it even easier to thrust inside him; the way he's so wet it can't all stay inside him, sticky on their thighs...
he leans his shoulders back against the headboard somewhere in there, and uses it as leverage to rams his hips up at the same time Wei Wuxian drops down suddenly, a single impaling thrust to the core of his husband, as hard and deep as possible.]
[the shock of it makes him yelp, then he yelps again in shivering, limb-loosening pleasure. the cock feels like its burning a brand inside of him, hot and hard and intent on bruising him from the inside out. the dildo feels much the same with only less of a mess to contend with. it's impossible not to feel every hard angle it presents him with when it's fucked into him with that much force.]
T-truly...shameless.
[his mouth finds Lan Wangji's neck and nips at it hard enough to be reprimanding. they both know it's meant to be encouragement.]
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N-no chickens. I'll only want to—ah, eat them for dinner!
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[fond, cinching his arm more securely against Wei Wuxian's waist so he's free to squirm without ever getting away, exploring that spot once he finds it with easy thoroughness. he's getting hard again very quickly, just feeling Wei Wuxian twitch and leak around him]
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I can't help it if I have a healthy appetite! Spicy chicken sounds delicious. Hanguang-Jun sounds delicious too.
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Would give Wei Ying anything he craved.
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The only thing I truly crave is you, obviously.
[it feels too hot in his own skin; he leans in, straining against his own self control before their lips brush. then he can do nothing but devour and nip and lick as his hips snap into Lan Wangji with more force, demanding everything his hand can give. pleasure is wrung from him in scattered, desperate moans as they find a spot, and then another, until his whole body is singing Lan Wangji's praises.]
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his other hand slides around, eventually; Wei Wuxian finds his other hole being teased by fingers warm and slick from his own body, as well...]
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[his whole face heats up the instant he feels that extra tease. he shamelessly, shamelessly wants every hole filled immediately. he settles for trying to fuck back and forward at the same time, slick and needy and whining for it]
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Lan Wangji kisses his mouth, indulgent, sweet]
Will have you here next.
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[his words don't match his actions in the slightest; he chases his lips and eagerly rocks into his touches. he likes that Lan Wangji is paying attention to him more than anything. that he is loved, wanted, desired no matter his form. it makes him clench around his fingers and his cock, squeeze them tight like he has no intention of letting them go.]
You have to--oh, right there--you have to tell me I'm pretty before you start sticking parts of your body into me. It's a requirement.
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[grinds into him easily, alternating the delicious thrust of his fingers and cock inside him, pressing little biting kisses to his mouth and his neck and shoulders, anywhere he can reach to put his mark on him]
What should he be offered, if I wish to use something else?
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...Ask nicely?
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his voice is rough when he does ask, but collected.]
Wei Ying.
Would like to use a toy on you, to fill you twice over.
May I?
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Can I truly deny you anything? You're too cute when you're sincere. Please fill up every part of me. Anything you want. I'll gladly accept it.
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kisses him deep, deep, reaching for the drawer and nearly breaking it when he yanks it open, holding Wei Wuxian in place with the hand still on his ass, the fingers hooked deep inside him]
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there is an extra little jolt when Lan Wangji's fingers brush up against a spot that he knows is normally sensitive in his normal body. the moan it illicits is soft and needy against his collarbone]
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he has a toy now but it's been dropped on the bed by their tangled legs while he moves him gently on his cock and his fingers, working him up, up, up a little more, kissing the noises out of his mouth like he means to hoard them away]
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Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan, don't tease your wife so much. Didn't you have a toy for me?
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[finally settles a firm arm around his waist to hold him still, though, forehead pressed to his as he picks the toy back up. Wei Wuxian feels it press against him a moment later; a hard one, and big, the same size as Lan Wangji, like he really does mean Wei Wuxian to feel like he's being fucked by two of him at once]
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[he can't help but suck in a breath when he's breached all the same, eagerness singing in his veins. he's used to this stretch, even in a different body; he knows how to relax his muscles and breathe, how to flex in such a way that maximizes the pleasure for both of them. even if it's a toy, Lan Wangji can still feel it.]
Or would you prefer it if I'm more shy about this?
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Is Wei Ying feeling shy?
[the toy is sliding slow, slow, slow inside him, careful but inexorable, so that both his holes are getting filled and stretched satisfyingly; Lan Wangji's breathing quickens as he feels it as well, the added tightness around his own cock, the pressure and movement]
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Hmmmm~ I could act shy if you want me to. But it's impossible to play hard to get when you're already inside of me, so hasn't the time for being shy passed?
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[it's finally slid as deep into him as Lan Wangji is, the narrowed part near the base giving him something to clench around and hold it inside him, the base itself pushed up against his sensitive rim. Lan Wangji's grown harder inside him, if anything]
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[presses their foreheads together and grips his hips, using him as leverage to grind down on both the toy and his cock. it sends a jolt of pleasure straight up his spine and he whimpers, rocking himself on them both like he can squeeze what he wants out of them if he tries hard enough]
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he leans his shoulders back against the headboard somewhere in there, and uses it as leverage to rams his hips up at the same time Wei Wuxian drops down suddenly, a single impaling thrust to the core of his husband, as hard and deep as possible.]
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[the shock of it makes him yelp, then he yelps again in shivering, limb-loosening pleasure. the cock feels like its burning a brand inside of him, hot and hard and intent on bruising him from the inside out. the dildo feels much the same with only less of a mess to contend with. it's impossible not to feel every hard angle it presents him with when it's fucked into him with that much force.]
T-truly...shameless.
[his mouth finds Lan Wangji's neck and nips at it hard enough to be reprimanding. they both know it's meant to be encouragement.]
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i bring shame upon my house for sitting on a notif for a month
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