(Text; UN: aloof)

[mourningjade]

Shameless.

(This Lan has passed judgment on you, Jikan. Now await your punishment.)

My arm would seize before I could give enough lashes.

(Actually it would fall off. Even with his endurance!)

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[diabolique]

I know.

(( But, the fact is he's a bit of a glutton when it comes to Lan Zhan. He craves everything the other has to give: his love, his time, his body. All of it. Those dark eyes peer up at him, filled with equal parts love and lust.

Wei Wuxian drapes his arms around Lan Zhan's shoulders, carding his fingers through long dark hair and toying with the long end of his forehead ribbon. He sighs and shivers when their skin touches. Soft kisses press against Lan Wangji's jaw and the side of his throat and Wei Wuxian purrs softly: ))

I love you too. And I love doing this with you.

[mourningjade]

(Wei Ying can steal his breath away with just a look. He reaches behind his head to loosen his ribbon, giving himself wholly to the man in his arms. The length of fabric flutters down to rest on his robes while he returns the kisses he is given, rubbing his hands over Wei Ying's back. Everything about the other man feels so strong, yet Wangji knows he is fragile underneath. Much like himself.)

I love you. (Period. Without end. Without stipulation. He brings their hips together and sighs in relief at the friction.) Do you wish to face me?

[diabolique]

Let's try it this way.

(( He twists in Lan Zhan's arms until he's facing away. But, he makes a point to press himself against Lan Wangji, grinding against his lover's erection. The feel of his organ already so stiff sends a shiver of anticipation through Wei Wuxian's eager frame. He chews his lip and hums softly. One hand follows Lan Zhan's arm, guiding his beloved's hand to his own aching cock. ))

[mourningjade]

(Seeing his soulmate from this angle is pleasing and Wangji's eyes flutter closed at the contact. He thrusts forward, encouraging that grinding. Soft groans follow and he eagerly takes hold of Wei Ying's cock, stroking him from base to tip.)

I have oil. (In case he didn't say before. A Lan is usually prepared and he kisses the side of Wei Ying's throat, murmuring:) My pouch is by your foot.

[diabolique]

(( Wuxian hums in delight, a soft sigh following Wangji's initial stroke. Just fooling around like this is nice. It's something he never imagined with Lan Zhan. Maybe that's what makes it all the more moving every time they're together. He alone gets to see Lan Zhan's passion. He alone gets to be the one to unravel this stoic man. It's thrilling every time!

A little whine sounds and he huffs at having to separate from his lover to get the oil he knows they're going to need. Wangji's definitely too big to attempt sex without preparation. But he does pull away long enough to crouch and find the vial Wangji keeps on hand. He beams up at the other man full of happiness. ))

Always prepared, Lan Zhan!

(( There's a little teasing in his voice, but he's also grateful. How else would they be able to have a tumble in a broom closet if Lan Zhan wasn't always prepared? Wuxian pours some of the oil into his hand and begins to rub the fluid along Lan Zhan's hard cock. ))

I'm still surprised you can fit this inside me.