[SIDEREAL - OVERFLOW POST]

[one_note]

[you'd think one wouldn't need this with how little Lan Wangji talks but life is full of surprises]

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[one_note]

[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.]

[weiyingdown]

Ah!

[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.]

[one_note]

[growls in approval and grabs his hips with bruising force to bounce him in his lap, lifting him almost high enough to empty him each time before filling him ruthlessly up again, every thrust renewing the exquisite pressure of the two cocks in him against each other; if Wei Wuxian can come again and again like this without a break Lan Wangji certainly means to wring as much pleasure from him as possible.]

[weiyingdown]

S-so fast...ah, what a bully you are to your...p-poor wife, you fiend!

[he gasps out the words in between breathless kisses up his neck, before the pace becomes too intense and he gives up to simply ride his cocks as hard as his body can handle. he's forced to go at Lan Wangji's pace, to accept when he lifts him up and slams him down, but he gets his moneys worth out of it by grinding into it until he sees stars. the cresting wave of orgasm comes up faster this time, tinged with sensitivity at how rough it is.]

Don't...don't stop. Don't you dare stop.

[one_note]

Mark your words.

[his own words come out rough and ragged now, and he takes advantage of Wei Wuxian clinging so hard to him to turn them and shove him up against the headboard so he can fuck him into it in vicious, thudding jerks, feeling his orgasm rise, dragging him the rest of the way into it with brutal efficiency, teeth in his breast and hands implacably holding him up to be pounded...]

i bring shame upon my house for sitting on a notif for a month

[weiyingdown]

Y-yes, yes, that's it, ah--

[without the use of magic healing water he would, undoubtedly, be sore the next morning. there's a chance he might be sore even with it, given how rough they're being. but because he forgets every injury once it's healed and dwells only in the present, every sound that escapes his lips is a plea for more. he squirms and gasps and writhes in Lan Wangji's grip with a faltering rhythm--he doesn't have much room to move when his body is being roughly guided, but he still tries to match his pace right up until he's slammed up against the headboard with enough force that all he can do is hold on and ride it out.

it's maddening and addictive to be manhandled so easily, to be forced to take and take and take, to feel how pliant his body is, how easily he gives in. it incites a full body shiver in him that ripples and crashes like waves down his spine, down to where his cock isn't but should be; it rushes to the already overwhelming point of arousal behind his navel like a dam suddenly bursting when he feels his orgasm hit, finally too much for him to simply ride through it]

oops

[one_note]

[Lan Wangji snarls outright into Wei Wuxian's soft skin, feeling his submission, how much he enjoys this treatment, the bright rush of heat and pleasure in his emotions and the physical sweetness as Wei Wuxian's body clenches on him greedily when he's driven past the brink. it's so good he feels he might die of it; so good he wants to drink of it forever, intoxicated, fulfilled. his teeth have left a perfect bitemrk on Wei Wuxian's breast. mine hangs between them like a burning brand.

his last few thrusts are relentless, but almost lazily slow and thorough, each one stoking Wei Wuxian's fading orgasm up anew; he kisses Wei Wuxian with surprising gentleness when he finally, finally comes as well, filling him once again as he's pinned in place.]

[weiyingdown]

[Wei Wuxian squirms in his grip, whining in protest at the mix of a fading orgasm and one that's being built back up stroke by stroke; being kissed and filled comes as almost a relief. it's something to focus on beyond the overabundance of stimulation wreaking havoc on him. his kisses are soft and needy, every one like a drip of honey pressing sweetly into his mouth, a taste there-and-gone over and over as he tries to let the air back into their lungs.]

[one_note]

[they breathe, and kiss, and breathe again, pressed together, warm and sticky and still-joined, the ghost of pleasure shivering along their nerves with every breath even when their bodies have settled a little more.

Lan Wangji relaxes the arm around Wei Wuxian without going so far as to release him, reaching up to gently brush the hair away from his face and just...look at him for a moment, eyes honey-dark and warm]

[weiyingdown]

[holds his gaze with clear eyes and drinks in every subtle little shift in his expression as if he fully intends to memorize the way his lips fall, the shape of his brow, the way he speaks with his eyes. his voice is a murmur as low as a lullaby.]

I'll get embarrassed if you keep staring at me like that.

[one_note]

[soft, low]

My spouse is beautiful. Should I not look?

[weiyingdown]

I can hardly call it flattery when that's forbidden, but...

[traces the line of his jaw with a light finger]

You won't get bored of looking?

[one_note]

Never.

[it's so sincere it aches.]

[weiyingdown]

Hmmmm. Then don't look away. Only look at me, and I'll only look at you.

[cups his face between his hands so that he can kiss him]

[one_note]

[his eyes flutter with the closeness of Wei Wuxian's face, but he obediently doesn't quite close them as he kisses back, warm and soft]

[weiyingdown]

[it's a little awkward to kiss with one's eyes open--the temptation to close them and fall into the moment is strong. but Wei Wuxian manages it just so that he can look at his husband's face and return the sentiment, gentle and easy, heart overflowing.]

[one_note]

[smiles at him when they've pulled back again, in that way that's mostly in his eyes]

Will keep looking.

[weiyingdown]

[laughs]

Lan Zhan! Husband. How will you sleep if you keep looking? I'll allow you to close your eyes to go to sleep. But only if you dream about me.

[one_note]

[INCREDIBLY SERIOUSLY]

I want it.

[weiyingdown]

Can you control your dreams like that? How impressive!

[honestly they have shared dreams enough times before that he believes it despite his teasing]

[one_note]

Dream often of him.

[fingercombs Wei Wuxian's hair smooth with great tenderness, tucking some of it behind his ear]

[weiyingdown]

[leans into his hand, catching it to keep it pressed close to his face]

Even like this? In all different kinds of forms? Even when I'm not there to see it? Now that is embarrassing. I wish I had the creativity to imagine Lan Zhan as a peerless, beautiful maiden all on my own. It's hard to picture you as anything other than yourself.

[one_note]

[his ears heat; his eyes flick to the side]

Do not have to imagine.

[weiyingdown]

[he cannot help the bubbly amusement that spreads across his face, nor can he help the little wince that follows when he jostles the objects still solidly settled inside of his body]

Lan Zhan! Don't tell me that you actually want to try being a cute little shimei.

[one_note]

[settles both hands back on Wei Wuxian's hips, steadying him]

If Wei Ying would like it.

...

He has enjoyed it.