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[weiyingdown]

[doesn't do more than that; sits up instead, propped up by his elbows to look down at him]

You have to come with me first. We can make as much of a mess as we want, but I get to clean you up too.

[one_note]

[blinks up at him, cat-slow and languid]

Will go where you wish.

[weiyingdown]

It's not far! Just to the bathroom. Should I carry you~?

[gets off the bed with enough leisure that Lan Wangji has enough time to protest, if he wants; if he doesn't, then Wei Wuxian is going to scoop him up into his arms. his strength isn't anything to brag about--he's still too skinny, hasn't build up much muscle, and is mostly coreless--but he can manage to carry him to the bathroom with no trouble]

[one_note]

[this is extremely undignified. impassively allows it, because Wei Wuxian is being so cute]

[weiyingdown]

[he is SO pleased about being able to carry Lan Wangji into the bathroom too. the bathroom also got a makeover when he redid his bedroom and piled it full of plants; it's basically just a lotus pond with a gazebo in the middle that is partitioned off with the toilet and a tub

he deposits Lan Wangji into the empty tub and turns on the faucet, filling it with warm water]

[one_note]

Beautiful.

[he might be commenting on the remodel? but his eyes are on Wei Wuxian's face]

[weiyingdown]

Flatterer.

[pulls all of his soaps within easy reach before perching on the edge of the tub and staring back at him]

[one_note]

[reaches for him '-']

[weiyingdown]

[leans into his touch]

[one_note]

[tugs at his arm a little

there's room in here for two...]

[weiyingdown]

[there is plenty of room for two, it's a big tub! he slides in with a bit of a splash, falling heavily into Lan Wangji's arms]

How am I supposed to clean you up like this?

[one_note]

[catches him, solid and easy, relaxing back against the side with Wei Wuxian gathered in against his chest. perfect]

Employ creativity.

[weiyingdown]

Are you really asking me to be creative? I don't know if you'll approve of the results.

[reaches for the soap with one hand]

[one_note]

[he can get the soap! Lan Wangji is cuddling him, mostly, not restricting his movement]

Not enough information to say.

[weiyingdown]

[turns off the faucet when the tub is near to overflowing and starts to wash his front, hands and suds sliding down his chest as he wipes it free of spend. there is only a little wiggling involved to get a good angle while also allowing cuddles]

Then shall we find out?

[one_note]

[leans slowly into his hands, closing his eyes into the touch; feeling spoiled, honestly]

I asked.

[weiyingdown]

I was giving you a chance to change your mind!

[he's focused on cleaning him up at first, hands and soap slipping around his chest, his legs, his ass...there's some mischief to every movement--his hand wander too far, or pinch his skin, or press a sensitive spot. despite all of that it is easy to relax into it]

[one_note]

No.

[he can drink in Lan Wangji's quiet reactions, the faintest shifts in his expression, the tiny sounds and huffs of breath he makes, the way he keeps shifting to press into Wei Wuxian's touch even when the touches verge on oversensitive or painful. offering himself, as ever he has]

[weiyingdown]

[he gets lost in the casualness of being able to touch and explore, without any heat behind it--although with them snuggled so close it is easy to see that he is somewhat interested again, his cock stiffening whenever he presses up against Lan Wangji, or finds a sensitive spot that makes him react. but he's far more eager to enjoy without getting lost in passion.

once Lan Wangji is clean he sets the soap aside and slips his hands around to his back and feels along the scars there]

I can employ creativity here, but I'll give you a choice. You can turn around, or not.

[he doesn't elaborate on what his intentions are, whatever he decides]

[one_note]

[Lan Wangji looks him full in the face for a moment, eyes warm and so heavy-lidded he looks almost drowsy...

then the scars and skin are sliding under Wei Wuxian's fingers as he turns easily in his hold, presenting his back to him, trusting]

[weiyingdown]

[for a moment he's pressed up against him, back to chest, almost spooning in he tub. and then he shifts into a more comfortable position and sweeps Lan Wangji's hair off to one side, exposing his back and his scars to the open air. he presses a kiss to one and then starts working his hands at his neck and shoulders, loosening knots of muscle: giving him a massage]

[one_note]

[lets out a very tiny surprised breath and then settles down, resting his folded arms on a ledge in the tub, breathing deep and steady as he closes his eyes and wills himself to relax, as that's helped along by Wei Wuxian's busy hands. he is, indeed, pretty tense in places, grateful to have Wei Wuxian's attention and help with it; things have been eventful since they got here...]

[weiyingdown]

[he makes steady work of massaging his back, working down from his neck to his shoulder blades, down his spine. strong, nimble fingers work to unlock his muscles with single-mindedness. every so often he pauses to give his back another reverent kiss]

You're so tense, Er-gege.

[one_note]

[he shivers, sometimes, when Wei Wuxian kisses the unmarked skin of his back. not when he kisses the scards, though; those are too deadened for Lan Wangji to feel it.

low, a hum under his fingertips:]

No longer.

[weiyingdown]

Still a little bit right here.

[presses a thumb into a point right above is ass]

But if you feel more relaxed then I'm doing a good job.