[he tastes like bliss, and a little bit like spice; his kiss is hungry. his hand is loose to the point of being maddening as he run it up and down Lan Wangji's length, like he's only doing it to casually feel him up and nothing more]
[Lan Wangji's are tilting up, up, up, seeking more of that touch, though he's not quite impatient yet; he doesn't let this kiss break, though, his hand tangled into Wei Wuxian's wet hair, mouth slow and indulgent as it steals all his air]
[it sucks the air out of his lungs the longer the kiss goes on but he doesn't pull back, letting himself get dizzy with it. he rocks with the movement of his hands, without rhythm, just going with what feels good]
[there's a tumble and a splash, and then he's getting pressed hard against the wall of the tub again, Lan Wangji a hot solid weight in his lap, grinding against him
[his free hand blindly gropes at the area where he'd put the soaps; there's a jar of oil there, though he nearly knocks it over as he ruts up into him]
[the small, momentary bit of disappointment that felt upon realizing he is not getting a cock up his ass is offset by the fact that Lan Wangji clearly liked that kind of sex enough to want a second round of it, and he is just as into that. teases the edge of his rim with fluttering fingers]
If it's under water it's already going to be plenty slicked up you know.
[his face flushes with heat and he swallows, caught in his gaze and finding it extremely hot; his hand leaves Lan Wangji empty and slips down between them instead, to wrap around his own cock]
[his eyes track down to it, hungry and hot; his posture shifts a little in the water, like any second he might pin him and just slam himself down on his cock again]
[shivers a little when he sees Lan Wangji watching, very aware of how much of a display he's putting on when he starts sliding his hand up and down his length, smearing glistening oil all over it, letting his fingers press against folds and soft skin to make his breath hitch and eyes go dark with desires]
[whatever insecurities he has about this body in comparison to his old one, they might evaporate under that unrelenting stare; Lan Wangji doesn't move, lets him work himself up, but he can also see him lick his lips unconsciously]
[his insecurities are, at most, fleeting; this body is no bad looking in its own way, now that he's a little healthier all around. but that stare does make him feel desired, wanted, and that's enough to help his arousal become more prominent. his throat bobs and he lets his head tip back, mouth open, legs spread lewdly, arching his back, feeling pleasure start from his cock and spread through his body until he's heady with it.]
[fuck. fuck, fuck. he feels raw with want, seeing Wei Wuxian indulge in his own pleasure; reaches down to push his legs further open, to stroke up the insides of his thighs, encouraging it]
[bucks into his touch, a needy sound punching from his throat. he looks debauched and undone under him already, panting and rolling underneath him, his hand picking up speed in order to seek relief]
[he nearly reaches to stop him so they can continue the original trajectory of fucking, but actually this is...absurdly hot? shifts to kneel between his legs instead, mouth eager on his neck and shoulder, helping his hips up with one hand and cupping his balls with the other, massaging them gently to add to the sensation]
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whoops]
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Er-gege, do whatever you'd like. I'm yours.
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Oil.
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[his free hand blindly gropes at the area where he'd put the soaps; there's a jar of oil there, though he nearly knocks it over as he ruts up into him]
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shoves Wei Wuxian's hand in there]
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Isn't this too much?!
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Lan Wangji looks slightly chagrined, but guides Wei Wuxian's hand back to his ass regardless]
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Or do you want it slicked up that much~?
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Perhaps, sometime.
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If it's under water it's already going to be plenty slicked up you know.
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Nevertheless.
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I did say whatever you'd like...but it's all over my whole hand, not just a few fingers! What should I do about that?
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Touch yourself.
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[bucks into his touch, a needy sound punching from his throat. he looks debauched and undone under him already, panting and rolling underneath him, his hand picking up speed in order to seek relief]
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