I guess you have me right where you want me, then.
[held tightly to him, with now feather light kisses being places against his throat while a hand tries to see if it can't pull one of Lan Wangji's toward his chest, lower.]
[Wei Wuxian feels his throat work as he swallows, as he tips his head back under the attention. it's easy, easy to move his hand; he's following his lead, and does ask:]
And am I where you want?
[it's . . . a little bit an innuendo, even with how serious he always sounds]
[he laughs, somehow both low and bright with genuine amusement.]
You're getting warmer.
[he shifts in Land Wangji's lap, partly so he can punctuate that innuendo and partly so he can part his legs enough as he direct that hand to his crotch.]
[inhales, deep and audible, feeling the familiar shape of him under his palm, his fingers. doesn't even try to undo his pants, just shifts the heel of his hand against him, a slow delicious pressure]
[just feeling the heat of his palm against him was enough to bring out a deliberate noise of pleasure. the added pressure has him gasping, rocking his hips along with the movement, his hardening length already feeling the restriction of his pants.]
Warmer...
[the word's mostly air, the teasing tone still present even as he tilts his head to nips lightly at Lan Wangji's jawline.]
[as though in revenge, he doesn't take the hint immediately this time; he's letting Wei Wuxian kiss and nip his neck and squirm as he likes, but he's also quietly lingering with his hand pressed between Wei Wuxian's legs, the friction and pressure of the cloth growing as he teases and strokes and rubs at him through his pants]
[how could it be, the consequences of his own actions! but of course he whines as if in disbelief that such a thing could be done to him as he pulls on the cloth of Lan Wangji's sleeve. the squirming only intensifies as he tries to position himself so he can both keep moving into those touches and relieve some of the growing discomfort of confinement.]
[tilts his head to bite at his ear, a sharp pleasant sting, as he finally, finally has mercy and starts to loosen Wei Wuxian's pants. he's not at all unaffected by this, his hips and slowly-hardening cock pressing up against Wei Wuxian's weight from behind, but he's not rushing, either.]
[jerks a bit at the bite but doesn't pull away so much as tilts his head invitingly. a sigh of relief mixes with a moan as he shifts against the hardness behind him and his own erection is freed.]
Not really my strongest virtue...
[but he works to adjust to the speed Lan Wangji's taking things, even though it only seems to heighten his want for more.]
[curls his hand around his cock properly, fingers hot and rough on that sensitive skin, working any slickness from the tip down to ease the friction. he's grinding up into Wei Wuxian just a bit as he jerks him off and works on marking his throat up again, like he's irritated at any previous marks having healed, but he's also wound around him, secure. no danger of falling, even like this]
[his breath catches as he moves along with the strokes, against the grinding. lifts his hand from Lan Wangji's sleeve to reach back to grab hold of his head as if trying to embrace him from behind, fingers tangling in hair more likely than not.]
[leans his head forward, their cheeks brushing, his mouth soft against the corner of Wei Wuxian's, his hair a soft tangle around his fingers, his hand steady, steady, steady]
[so steady it's a bit maddening and the heat of Lan Wangji's hand and the friction of movement keeps driving him closer to his own edge, cock twitching and leaking more precum with those words--though he's not sure if it's the words, their meaning, or just Lan Wangji's voice with his mouth so close that does it.]
Where I want you.
[here. with him. and it's easy enough now to just turn his head, tilt it to kiss at that mouth with all that want.]
[Lan Wangji makes a rare noise into his mouth, soft and openly startled, perhaps not expecting such intensity. his heart's pounding so hard against Wei Wuxian's back as he returns the kiss that it's shocking, the rhythm speeds up in response, and his arm goes iron-tight around Wei Wuxian's body, not allowing him to twist or move away...]
[the reactions have him almost dizzy with a sort of giddiness. catching Lan Wangji off-guard has gotten trickier and trickier but managing it never fails to spur him into even more shameless behavior as he gasps and groans against Lan Wangji's mouth at the feel of the rhythm quickening. pants for air when he feels the arm tighten around him but still rocks his hips into the grip on him.]
[his mouth's back on Wei Wuxian's with equally shameless greed, feeling every little movement he makes, every twitch and jerk of his hips and curve of his spine. he's going fast and hard to the end but never really hits rough, this time: safe, he's trying to say, with his body wrapped around Wei Wuxian's, with every movement of his hand, with every shared breath between them. safe, safe, you're safe with me.]
[practically melts into the kiss, surrendering into Lan Wangji's hold on him. rougher touches were always deliciously overwhelming in their intensity, but this way has him thinking more of that first time, when Lan Wangji clearly held himself back for his sake. it has his heart swelling with emotion and his grip on Lan Wangji's hair tightens--don't let go, though who that message is meant for is really debatable. his back arches as he's brought to and then over the edge, a cry largely still caught in his throat since he's not entirely willing to part from the kiss.]
[Lan Wangji's hand gentles as he works him through it, still kissing him warm and deep and intense, a slow thrill going through him at Wei Wuxian's surrender and pleasure, the way Wei Wuxian clutches at him, the fading muffled echo of his cry in the quiet here, the solidity of him in his arms. he's as satisfied by it as he might be by an orgasm of his own.]
[Wei Wuxian can still feel the hardness of Lan Wangji's own arousal beneath him, though, and it's an especially heady feeling that has him shivering as he comes down from his orgasm, movements slowing but not stopping. he only backs from the kiss enough to get air, to murmur "Er-gege" and mouth other silent syllables that could be a name.]
[the iron grip of the arm around Wei Wuxian loosens as he relaxes more. Lan Wangji's mouth presses to his jaw, then his cheek, then his temple, in response to his words. his hands are still moving on Wei Wuxian's skin, trailing over his balls and the soft insides of his thighs, teasing up his chest, an easy, almost casual exploration]
[a laugh bubbles up, an almost lazy delighted and relieved sound. he feels hot where Lan Wangji touches him, still sensitive, skin jumping as he leans into them languidly even as he makes a point to grind down a bit against Lan Wangji.]
Mmm... I'm here, too...
[mind's still a bit sluggish but quickly picking itself back up.]
[he is glad, glad, glad for that every day, memories or no memories, whether they're in a strange fae realm or familiar home. he remembers that he hadn't even dared hope for this here in Popdrop, anything like this. even after they've fallen into bed here together more than once he still feels oddly daring about making his own desire obvious, pressing up against the heady friction of Wei Wuxian's movements. he does it, though. his breathing's roughened.]
[it's such a small tell, but having experienced Lan Wangji letting go of his control suddenly makes every little hint of a loss of it that much more exciting. he wants more of that, greedily wanting more of those angles and sides of Lan Wangji he didn't get to see before this place.
he trails his hand from Lan Wangji's hair down to his face, tilting his head so he can look at him.]
How do you want me? I'll try whatever you want.
[he has ideas for himself, of course, but he's curious if the other man will give his usual answer or not.]
[Wei Ying, is always the answer. every day, every way, Lan Wangji's starving greed for him a well without a bottom, insatiable. his eyes are heavy-lidded, trained on Wei Wuxian's face, burning.]
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I guess you have me right where you want me, then.
[held tightly to him, with now feather light kisses being places against his throat while a hand tries to see if it can't pull one of Lan Wangji's toward his chest, lower.]
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And am I where you want?
[it's . . . a little bit an innuendo, even with how serious he always sounds]
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You're getting warmer.
[he shifts in Land Wangji's lap, partly so he can punctuate that innuendo and partly so he can part his legs enough as he direct that hand to his crotch.]
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Warmer...
[the word's mostly air, the teasing tone still present even as he tilts his head to nips lightly at Lan Wangji's jawline.]
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[as though in revenge, he doesn't take the hint immediately this time; he's letting Wei Wuxian kiss and nip his neck and squirm as he likes, but he's also quietly lingering with his hand pressed between Wei Wuxian's legs, the friction and pressure of the cloth growing as he teases and strokes and rubs at him through his pants]
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Er-gege...! That's not getting any warmer!
[he says with a flushed and heated face.]
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[tilts his head to bite at his ear, a sharp pleasant sting, as he finally, finally has mercy and starts to loosen Wei Wuxian's pants. he's not at all unaffected by this, his hips and slowly-hardening cock pressing up against Wei Wuxian's weight from behind, but he's not rushing, either.]
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Not really my strongest virtue...
[but he works to adjust to the speed Lan Wangji's taking things, even though it only seems to heighten his want for more.]
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Warmer, now?
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Mm--near Hanguang-Jun... is always warmest.
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Am here.
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Where I want you.
[here. with him. and it's easy enough now to just turn his head, tilt it to kiss at that mouth with all that want.]
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Er-gege, so warm. So close...
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[his mouth's back on Wei Wuxian's with equally shameless greed, feeling every little movement he makes, every twitch and jerk of his hips and curve of his spine. he's going fast and hard to the end but never really hits rough, this time: safe, he's trying to say, with his body wrapped around Wei Wuxian's, with every movement of his hand, with every shared breath between them. safe, safe, you're safe with me.]
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[the iron grip of the arm around Wei Wuxian loosens as he relaxes more. Lan Wangji's mouth presses to his jaw, then his cheek, then his temple, in response to his words. his hands are still moving on Wei Wuxian's skin, trailing over his balls and the soft insides of his thighs, teasing up his chest, an easy, almost casual exploration]
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Mmm... I'm here, too...
[mind's still a bit sluggish but quickly picking itself back up.]
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[he is glad, glad, glad for that every day, memories or no memories, whether they're in a strange fae realm or familiar home. he remembers that he hadn't even dared hope for this here in Popdrop, anything like this. even after they've fallen into bed here together more than once he still feels oddly daring about making his own desire obvious, pressing up against the heady friction of Wei Wuxian's movements. he does it, though. his breathing's roughened.]
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he trails his hand from Lan Wangji's hair down to his face, tilting his head so he can look at him.]
How do you want me? I'll try whatever you want.
[he has ideas for himself, of course, but he's curious if the other man will give his usual answer or not.]
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Do not...hold back.