(Video; UN: aloof)

[mourningjade]

My Wei Ying has returned to me. (He's late in sharing his joy, but he had been selfish, keeping the good news and the man to himself.) Jingyi and Ji Chong, we will share a home together with him.

(And the rabbits.)

I spent this morning in the forest. I am covered in dew.

(He leaves out he was a stag the entire time.)

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[yingyiling]

Lan Zhan.. [Wei Ying groans and tilts his head to the side. He loves this! He desperately wants to be marked and enjoy the sting of his husband's teeth.

His cock twitches eagerly as the fire in his blood is fanned hotter. He'll never tire of their desire to pleasure each other. Once he realized how in love with Lan Zhan, his hunger for him has never ceased. This is his soulmate, the one who his heart beats for.]

Always, my love.

[Drawing back just enough to flash a smile at his husband, he quickly kisses him again. He briefly considers taking time to stretch properly, but he already knows it's much too late. He wants Wangji inside him now.

Lifting his hips, Wei Ying guides the Lan's perfect cock. He meets Wangji's gaze as he sinks down over it. Tossing his head back, he lets out a cry but he doesn't stop. He knows all too soon the pain will ebb and there will be nothing but pleasure.]

[mourningjade]

(His Wei Ying will be marked, head to toe, if he is given a chance. He sucks and bites, licking at the bruising as he works his way down his beloved's chest. Each nipple is given attention, sucked on until they harden, a hand pressed firmly against Wei Ying's back to keep him close.

He feels the twitch and he groans, his arousal responding enthusiastically. Panting, he pleasures his soulmate with a strong, callused hand, pulling back to see his Wei Ying's perfect face. He just needs to know he is with him. Life hurts when they are separated.)

I love you.

(The smile is returned and Wangji moans into their kiss, more than happy to do whatever his beloved needs. The water sloshes as they come together and he grits his teeth, shuddering to his core.)

Wei Ying!

[yingyiling]

[These are the times he feels most alive. (Being someone who has experienced being alive and otherwise, he feels he has some authority on this topic!)

He gasps and moans uninhibited as his husband's mouth tantalize his skin. His hands stray eagerly, caressing appreciatively over strong shoulders, a toned chest, and further down. The other man's contours were perfection and the differences between this younger, unmarred body and the one he knows so well from home were exciting!

His heart sings as he's told he's loved and cements further the fact he'd do anything to please Lan Zhan- the one from home or this one!

As he opens his eyes- when did he close them?- he grins breathlessly at the normally so stoic Lan's expression. Desire and adoration swell in his mind until there isn't anything else. Nothing else mattered so long as he could have this.

Wei Ying kisses his husband deeply, opening his lips to let the other man to conquer yet another part of him. The sweet sensation of the kiss helps calm the burn he's feeling down below (he might've been a little too eager after going a while without). It's only a few more moments before he begins rocking up and down his husband's well-endowed cock.

He's so lucky!]

Mmm, Lan Zhan.. feels good..

[mourningjade]

(Too much authority in Wangji's humble opinion. In fact, he would like for there to be less authority in that regard, thank you. But he also loves that he can be the cause of Wei Ying's happiness - his will to live. He had watched his soulmate crumble on the battlefield, embracing his sister as she took her last breath. Wangji had felt tears running down his cheeks too, but he couldn't stop fighting. He couldn't get to his Wei Ying in time.

Now he can. His arms are firm around the other man, loving him and protecting him. His hands continue to move, regardless, wanting to touch every inch of his Wei Ying at once. Just to remind himself that he came back. This isn't a dream or some cruel vision.

Lips parting at the kiss, he tastes his beloved's lips and the secret corners of his mouth before playing with his tongue. Wangji throbs inside of his beloved, but he is a Lan and self-control is his specialty. Until his Wei Ying adjusts, he won't move.)

Ah! (The rocking surprises him and he can't look away, arching into the tantalizing motion with a hoarse cry.) Wei Ying...