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[one_note]

[after Yi City and the second time Wei Wuxian gets Lan Wangji drunk, it takes about a day for them to reach the Garden of Annual blossoms. this curious incident takes place in the space of that day.

outside of appeasing the corpse pieces they've been collecting each night, it's not uncommon for Lan Wangji to take the time to practice on the guqin. he doesn't play entire songs, since he's not trying to interact with any spirits at the moment, but safely broken-up sections of Inquiry and Empathy (was Empathy always a musical technique? it is in this timeline, shut up) and the other songs he uses for battle hum through the walls of the rest stop they've paused at on the road.

it's partway through a passage of Empathy that there's a notable shriek of strings, and then silence; when Wei Wuxian goes to check, he'll find Lan Wangji half-collapsed over the instrument, his breathing harsh and a strange fluctuation of energy around him.

a qi deviation...? oh no.]

Comments

[one_note]

[looks down at him, hot eyes on his body and his laughing eyes and red mouth, stripping his robes further open and resting his hand on his hip]

Very shameless.

[weiyingdown]

[doesn't deny it, arching his hips up as if to punctuate just how shameless he's willing to be]

Aren't you being just as shameless as me, Lan Zhan?

[one_note]

...mm.

[his eyes draw down readily, ears tinging even redder, but he only asks again:]

What do you want, Wei Ying?

[weiyingdown]

[his cheeks go a little pink as he reaches up to brush a strand of hair away from Lan Wangji's face, expression softening]

I want you, of course.

[one_note]

Hm.

[inclines his head once, and then -- leans over the side of the bed to reach for something?]

[weiyingdown]

...?

[following his lean with a small shift, his eyes drawn to Lan Wangji's hand to see what he's grabbing]

[one_note]

[a small bottle of oil, which definitely was not there before, because Wei Wuxian looked pretty thoroughly around the bed to find the way down

hearts, man]

[weiyingdown]

[why are hearts like this]

Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you're going to make me think that I missed things in the room if you pull them out of nowhere like that. I worked really hard to find you and you're here blatantly breaking the rules!

[getting drunk off of memories and making a mess counts as working hard, apparently]

[one_note]

[looks at him levelly]

I do not want to hurt you.

[that explains, like, nothing about whatever mechanic allowed oil to spontaneously appear, but he IS telling the truth]

[weiyingdown]

If you don't want to hurt me, shouldn't I miraculously not get hurt here?

[it's already obvious to him that isn't how it works, otherwise his throat wouldn't still be sore. but it's more fun to try and make Lan Wangji explain it to him]

[one_note]

[...strokes a thumb over his cheek]

You are unregulated.

[weiyingdown]

Ah, you could have called me "wild and unregulated" earlier instead of shameless. See? You do know plenty of other words.

[pulling him closer, sitting up to meet him halfway and sprinkle kisses along his jawline]

But that's not something you have to worry about, Lan Zhan. You haven't hurt me at all, and I doubt that you would.

[one_note]

[that gets the slightest tremble out of him, his eyes half-closing briefly, before he slides his hands under Wei Wuxian and kneels back, lifting him outright and effortless onto his lap and capturing his mouth with his own]

[weiyingdown]

[being as clingy as possible and wrapping his arms and legs around Lan Wangji like a very horny koala. he kisses back, only pulling away to nibble at Lan Wangji's lip]

In fact, I think it's safe to say that you've been far too nice to me this whole time.

[one_note]

[there's not exactly a surface for Lan Wangji to lean comfortably back against, but he sits as perfectly straight as always even with all of Wei Wuxian's weight on him, rock-solid and hot-skinned, strong hands sliding down his back to cup his ass]

...frustration...is not here anymore.

[weiyingdown]

It's not gone for good, is it?

[he shifts, limbs adjusting to get more comfortable. he's restless and impatient in the way his toes curl and just barely skim along Lan Wangji's back; in the way his arms loosen and tighten like touching burns but he can't get enough of it; in the way that he leans in to kiss and just as quickly leans back to get out a thought that just popped into his head]

Not that I mind you being nice to me. But I did only mean to fix things in here, not change them all around. I can probably put things back the way I found them if that's better.

[one_note]

No. Change was necessary.

[he pulls Wei Wuxian achingly close, though, and his heart is pounding, and giving the lie to that calm face. maybe he's not being rough, but certainly he wants him with everything he has, and there's an audible hitch of effort in his voice when he says]

Wei Ying. I can wake you instead.

[weiyingdown]

[CLINGS TIGHTER and shakes his head]

That would take too long! No way, you're not making me move. I'm perfectly happy right here.

[one_note]

...ridiculous.

[that's all the encouragement he needs, though; it's only a few seconds of listening to the soft pop of the bottle's stopper and the faint sound of Lan Wangji dipping his fingers in before one of those fingers is finally sliding into Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji's other hand gripping his hip and holding him still for it. careful.]

[weiyingdown]

[even expecting it, he sucks in a surprised breath and clenches up. he buries his face in the crook of Lan Wangji's neck and relaxes after a long exhale]

That's cold, Lan Zhan. You had better warm me up.

[one_note]

Hm.

[kisses the top of Wei Wuxian's head and waits until he relaxes to move again, finger slow and exploring inside him, his other hand moving to spread broad and hot over the small of his back. the chill of the oil doesn't last long, certainly.]

[weiyingdown]

[he doesn't move for a little bit, getting used to the feeling and trying to stay relaxed. before he's completely used to it, though, he starts moving again, nibbling and sucking along Lan Wangji's neck]

[one_note]

[that gets a soft indrawn breath out of Lan Wangji, and he tilts his head a little to allow him better access. doesn’t let it distract him from what he’s doing, though, finger moving gently in Wei Wuxian still, curving deeper until it brushes the right spot...]

[weiyingdown]

[a NOISE escapes him, loud and surprised as his whole body jerks forward. a second later his fingers tangle into Lan Wangji's hair and he gives a little yank]

D-do that again.

[one_note]

Mm.

[pleased...pauses a moment to consider, then pulls him close altogether with one arm, rubbing at that spot in long slow strokes, a sustained note of pleasure]