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[weiyingdown]

[his hand tingles from the contact]

It wasn't a complaint! Take all the time you need.

[one_note]

[the kisses are light, fleeting, across the length of his fingers; the curve of his knuckles; the thin fine skin of his wrist over his pulse: i want you, i want you, i want you.]

[weiyingdown]

[stays still, unwilling to break the moment by moving, afraid to break it by speaking. his heart aches with how much he wants to kiss him back, reflected in the little tremors with every press of lips on skin.]

[one_note]

[squeezes his hand, after, and looks him in the eye again.]

[weiyingdown]

[gives in to temptation and presses a kiss to his wrist without breaking eye contact]

[one_note]

[his eyes widen; the blsuh hasn't gone out of his ears. his skin is warm under Wei Wuxian's mouth.]

[weiyingdown]

[oh no, oh no

surges up to taste his lips in a fit of desire. he can't hold back when Lan Wangji looks at him like that]

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[catches him against his body as he's kissed; returning it, almost trembling with it]

[weiyingdown]

[it doesn't feel frantic or rushed--in fact he's slow and deliberate with every touch, as if they have all the time in the world. his tongue takes the time to thoroughly explore; he slots their hips together with satisfying pressure; every moment of skin touching skin is elongated, savored as much as each kiss]

[one_note]

[Lan Wangji lets him lead, lets him set the pace, just pulls them tighter together, increasign that delicious pressure, his mouth hot and open and yielding under Wei Wuxian's mouth. offering himself...]

[weiyingdown]

[he takes what he's offered and no more; there is still an underlying hesitance to each action, each bit of movement giving Lan Wangji the chance to pull back or draw a line. if he doesn't Wei Wuxian keeps up his steady onslaught, kissing until their lips are bruised with it and the only air they can get is pulled from each other's lungs]

[one_note]

[Wei Wuxian can perhaps tell Lan Wangji's being careful not to drag him in, to pin him down or force anything in turn, but there's only greed for what he's offering, and no hesitation in taking it, returning it, until they're hot and dizzy and their hearts are pounding]

[weiyingdown]

[even while they're both stumbling over one another with care, it doesn't take long for him to press himself into Lan Wangji further, further, tipping him back until he's on the floor with Wei Wuxian flat on top of him, hands pushing under his robes to feel skin and sucking bruises into his neck]

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[if he had even one more memory back this would feel like deja vu, the two of them falling down hot together with the smell of green and growth all around them. he's tugging impatiently at their sashes and layers too, and Wei Wuxian can hear and feel the faint hitches of breath from every touch of his mouth]

[weiyingdown]

[laughs into his neck, and it sounds like relief: Lan Wangji said he wanted him and he believed it, but feeling it makes him as giddy as the first time they touched like this. he's in less of a scramble this time, more lazy confidence as he helps push aside some layers so he can taste skin, trailing licks and bites and kisses down his chest]

[one_note]

[he can feel Lan Wangji's hands folding their robes back, carding through his hair with steady care; his skin is hot and his heartbeat thundering fast under Wei Wuxian's lips, letting him take what he wants]

[weiyingdown]

[looks up at his face through half-lidded eyes smouldering with desire]

Er-gege, what would you like?

[one_note]

[helplessly, looking down at him]

You.

[weiyingdown]

That's your answer every time.

[slips a hand under his waistband, resting a hand on his hips, gently stroking the skin there]

If you let me decide then I'm going to be greedy about it.

[one_note]

[it is the truth, not dissembling; he wants Wei Wuxian so many ways there would be no end to them, if he had the words to name then. his voice is rough.]

Please.

[weiyingdown]

Then, be good.

[rather than continuing, he

gets up

and very firmly locks his room door before getting them both to move to the bed]

[one_note]

[GOOD CALL, SMART

he settles on it easily enough, robes fallen to his elbows and bruises already rising on his pale skin; his eyes are still locked on Wei Wuxian's face like it's a magnet.]

[weiyingdown]

[THIS IS STANDARD PROTOCOL FROM NOW ON

straddles his hips and takes his time to push Lan Wangji's robes the rest of the way off, treating him like something delicate, someone to be cherished. his thumb brushes across a nipple and tweaks it, openly watching for his reaction]

[one_note]

[his eyes flutter closed just for a moment, and he arches, deliberately pressing against Wei Wuxian's weight and into the touch...]

[weiyingdown]

[bends down, bangs tickling his bare chest, to lick the other one]