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[and that noise is Wei Wuxian almost swallowing his tongue at the feel of that. he tilts his head to give him better access, tries to shift his hips to help with the pants. he's already more than half hard.]

[tugs them down Wei Wuxian's thighs and moves down his body, still pinning him to the tree, leaving his own marks atop all the ones strangers left (save for the bite wound) before anything else. his control slips, in his aggravation; there's a hint of teeth when he gets to the ones Scyl left.]

[which of course has Wei Wuxian jerking and yelping in surprise.

Lan Zhan--]

--biting is for animals?! Even you're using your teeth like this?!

[but, of course, it's not even a real objection so much because he's already just trying to grab hold of Lan Wangji somehow while pinned.]

[lifts his head, eyes hot -- Wei Wuxian can grab him however he wants, Lan Wangji shifted from pinning his shoulders to just smacking a hand against his chest to keep him up against the tree as he slid down]

Others have bitten.

That's--

[he doesn't finish the thought because there's really not a need to.

instead, it's time to try to get Lan Wangji's robes at least somewhat open, huffing as he does.]

I won't be clean of marks even when I get out of here, will I?

[Lan Zhan! Such a fiend!]

[helps shrug most of his many layers off, obliging, if distracted by wanting to get right back to the business of 'ravish Wei Wuxian']

Your choice.

[he can always heal them away before the day is done he's sure horny enough now]

[oh right. forgot about the healing.]

I already had to wear those for so long, you really think I wouldn't wear these for longer?

[he clearly has a preference, also.

it's a good thing Lan Wangji is helping with that, if distracted, because the branding and the scars he can feel on the other man's back, shoulders and arms are equally distracting.]

[there's also a bandaged patch on his side but it's small and surely of no concern(?) Lan Wangji's certainly forgotten about it; the look in his eyes when Wei Wuxian says that is pretty wild, and he almost rips the last of his clothes off in his impatience]

Mark your words.

[...... um. no? that is actually concerning???

but also Lan Wangji's looking at him like that and ripping off his clothes.

fellas, he's too turned on to be concerned--concern happening later.]

Along with the bites?

[he can't. help. the baiting.]

[does pin his wrist to the tree for that one, leaning in almost clumsily to bite the crook of his arm]

[why this again?!

it earns another yelp and squirming. he's only quiet for a moment because clearly a name would have been said in rapid succession here.]

Not that kind of bite! What's my poor arm done? It's been clear of bites! Hanguang-Jun...!

Hm.

[presses a kiss to the newly-bruising skin after -- my oath to you -- then lets him go to settle between his thighs again, pressing them wider with both hands]

[all the flurry of movement and biting have left Wei Wuxian in quite a state of shaky arousal, and he lets his legs spread wider as he bites at his lip in anticipation, smiling because he really can't tell what Lan Wangji will do next after all of that.]

Honestly... just where did you learn these sorts of things...?

You do not remember.

[...lowers his head, taking him in his mouth.]

[mathlady doesn't even have time to try to figure that one out. he falls back against the tree a bit with a moan which he cuts off with a hand over his mouth. heels digging into the ground a bit in a bid to keep his hips still while Lan Wangji takes him in.]

[both hands slide up to Wei Wuxian's hips to help steady him; he's free to move into Lan Wangji's mouth as it lowers down, down, firm and hot, a slow fierce rhythm. Lan Wangji tends to fuck like he fights, with dedication to the skill and with absolute ruthless focus; blowjobs are no exception to the rule.]

[it takes Wei Wuxian a moment to figure out the rhythm for it, caught off-guard and overwhelmed until he reaches out a hand to catch fingers into Lan Wangji's hair--still too nicely done up, in his opinion. his breathing gets heavier as he rocks into the moist warmth of Lan Wangji's mouth. but mostly, he's just staring down at the other man in almost disbelief, almost awe. he might have had thoughts, but they paled in comparison to the reality.]

You... really should see yourself. So shameless, Er-gege...

[the words are mostly thoughtless and full of air but his fingers curl around locks of hair as he feels the build up of pleasure. it really won't take much more at the rate and intensity Lan Wangji's going.]

Ah, fuck...

[this is probably the least put-together he's ever seen Lan Wangji in this lifetime: stripped down and kneeling in the dirt in front of him, skin and scars on full display, the sleek fall of his hair tangled around Wei Wuxian's fingers and sliding over Wei Wuxian's thighs, eyes lidded in concentration and lips stretched open and mouth full, a trace of flush finally visible on his cheeks. shameless, indeed.

he hums in answer when Wei Wuxian talks, a pleased vibration that just adds to it all; his thumbs trace little soothing circles on Wei Wuxian's skin as he deepthroats him, sweet and intense, not holding back at all on driving Wei Wuxian the rest of the way to orgasm]

[he's trembling, he realizes as he feels Lan Wangji's steadier hand on him. breath quickening as he tries to give warning--but nothing escapes him for too long, made silent by the want to use a name. the tugs on Lan Wangji's hair aren't very strong, either, Wei Wuxian not wanting to purposefully hurt him even as he quickly loses ability to think clearly at all.

he barely manages to get out a near strangled "Hanguan--" before he's cumming, spilling into Lan Wangji's mouth with a cry he doesn't think to try to stifle at all.]

[has to close his eyes for a moment, dazed, as he swallows, feeling the tense and arch of Wei Wuxian's body.

five days without touching Wei Wuxian this way, without hearing him make those sounds and tasting him on his lips, is a long time. he wants him so, so badly, wants to keep going without a pause or a break. knows Wei Wuxian could take it if he did. would even like it by the end.

...

eases gently back and sits up so he can pull him into his arms, instead]

[he's easy to maneuver if only because he's nearly completely limp, still reeling from the high of his orgasm. the almost dazed-like sound he makes is really less about protesting the movements and more about feeling warm hands on him, arms wrapping around him, and wanting more of that somehow.

after a moment of being held, however, Wei Wuxian blinks almost owlishly up at Lan Wangji, seeming to register something.]

... you swallowed...?

[as coolly as though he'd been drinking tea, rather than sucking cock with great abandon just now:]

Should not leave mess.

[he's still flushed and disheveled, though.]

[there's a moment of dumbfounded silence.

and then Wei Wuxian's just. laughing. still a little dazed and airy in sound, but delighted by the humor.]

Really... is that one of the rules...?

Is it not?

[combing bits of treebark out of Wei Wuxian's hair with his fingers, idly, while he laughs and catches his breath]

Wouldn't you be the one who knows?

[he lets out a contented sigh at the combing of his hair before he shifts, a hand lifting up to touch at the branding scar on Lan Wangji's chest. there's curiosity still about the scars, but he doesn't ask just now. instead, he places a kiss on it, remembering how it felt to get burned himself.]

It's not a bad rule. Is there one for both people being satisfied?

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