Haha! No need to heap on praises when I haven't done anything.
[lets himself relax into it after some internal consideration, positively boneless in his arms as he's ever so gently rocked up and down. something inside of his glows warm with the praise despite his words; he drinks up every thing Lan Wangji says about him like it's water in a desert, and this is no exception. he punctuates every push down with a little extra squeeze, clenching around him with a sigh.]
[he gets more worked up by Lan Wangji speaking then he does from the movement. the rhythm almost matching his thrusts, the deep tenor of his voice, the sweetness of his words are enough to pull him from his languid stupor and nip at his jawline, voice hoarse and scattered and needy]
Are you trying to set a record from making me come too quickly?
[Lan Wangji's frame shakes with a silent laugh, though it does turn into a gasp as Wei Wuxian picks up the pace; he supports him and helps him move as he wishes, hard and leaking inside him, hips rolling almost lazily in contrast]
Well of course. I can't have anyone else see you act like this, so it can only be for me. Ah...still...you're too much.
[whines as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge, pleasure building until he's panting heavy and messy, pupils blown wide, lips parted a breath away from ecstasy. he keeps his eyes on Lan Wangji's face; it's impossible for him to look away]
[Lan Wangji looks back at him, just as avid and devoted, utterly softened from the cool jade figure of Hanguang-Jun everyone else sees, flushed and messy and damp and utterly hot against him and inside him, utterly human. his breathing is harsh as they move and move and move, working up to that final peak with him with blissful inevitability, murmuring a low command in his ear...]
[he laughs as Lan Wangji's words send him over the edge, giddy with the sound of his voice and the feel of his skin, warm with the knowledge that this is his alone. his movements stutter and slow as he tips his head until his forehead is pressed against his shoulder, but he doesn't stop, determined to wring out as much of an orgasm as he can]
[Lan Wangji gasps as Wei Wuxian reaches his orgasm, the sensation and emotion of it sweeping him straight into his own as well. he's still fucking gently up into him through it as he pulses wet heat deep into him, holding onto him tight, tight; absolutely overcome.]
[when he's finally too lazy to keep rocking through the aftermath his hips still, and he presses a line of kisses from his shoulder and up his neck to his cheek. it's impossible to do anything else when his heart is fit to burst from what he feels and what Lan Wangji feels. the only option is to keep touching him, keep drinking him in, memorize every inch of him.]
Mm, you smell so nice still. It almost feels like a shame to clean you up when we're just going to mess around more later.
[tbh he wouldn't be above using a toy either--he never is, even when he whines about it. he cannnot help that he loves his husband best of all. but he is MORE than happy with the current arrangement and barnacles onto Lan Wangji as they stand to make their way to the bed. he is pliant and obliging up until they're in bed. once they're settled his hands start wandering in search of knotted muscles all along Lan Wangji's back and thighs and working them loose, releasing any tenseness there]
Lan Wangji seems happy to settle them on their sides, anyway, so Wei Wuxian can do that and he can do the same for him, hands heavy and petting as they smooth over his back and sides, toying only occasionally at where he's stretched around the plug and Lan Wangji's cock in order to make him shiver and squirm
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[lets himself relax into it after some internal consideration, positively boneless in his arms as he's ever so gently rocked up and down. something inside of his glows warm with the praise despite his words; he drinks up every thing Lan Wangji says about him like it's water in a desert, and this is no exception. he punctuates every push down with a little extra squeeze, clenching around him with a sigh.]
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Wei Ying deserves praise, always. He is clever, and beautiful, and skilled. Would have no other husband.
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Are you trying to set a record from making me come too quickly?
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He deserves pleasure as well.
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Embarrassing! Shameless!
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For you.
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[whines as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge, pleasure building until he's panting heavy and messy, pupils blown wide, lips parted a breath away from ecstasy. he keeps his eyes on Lan Wangji's face; it's impossible for him to look away]
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[Lan Wangji looks back at him, just as avid and devoted, utterly softened from the cool jade figure of Hanguang-Jun everyone else sees, flushed and messy and damp and utterly hot against him and inside him, utterly human. his breathing is harsh as they move and move and move, working up to that final peak with him with blissful inevitability, murmuring a low command in his ear...]
Come, Wei Ying.
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Mm, you smell so nice still. It almost feels like a shame to clean you up when we're just going to mess around more later.
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Much, inside Wei Ying.
Shall we keep it there, until then?
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[they can. they have done it before. he's just making it a challenge.]
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Hm.
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[he's just being silly, since he still leans over to grab the towels that were placed within arms reach and draping one over each of them]
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honestly he was going to use another toy for this but he's not above indulging Wei Wuxian as much as possible]
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this is just...VERY good]
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presumably by the time he wakes up he's got a dick again]
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