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The first day or so after Lan Zhan had left to go off on his mission wasn’t too bad. Wei Wuxian had spent time with the Juniors, worked on some talismans, and spent some time irritating Lan Qiren just by being in his near vicinity. During the day it was absolutely fine! He wasn’t in the Jingshi much and he was so busy that he didn’t have that much time to miss Lan Zhan. Which didn’t of course mean that he didn’t miss him, just that it wasn’t as bad.

In the evenings though, things changed. Firstly the Jingshi felt too big, like he was rattling around in this huge, empty space and he hated that. Sure, Sizhui kept coming over for dinner and staying till he had to head off before curfew kicked in, but that only kept him going for so long.

Worse than any of that though, was the smell. The whole of the Jingshi was soaked in sandalwood, it permeated everything and it was driving Wei Wuxian up the wall. Because the thing of it was, the smell was linked intrinsically to Lan Zhan and when they were alone together in the Jingshi when curfew fell was their every day time. Only Lan Zhan wasn’t here and the scent was doing things to him that he was struggling to control.

Which is what had led him to his current predicament. He was lying on their bed, dressed in his sleeping robes and attempting to get some rest. But the bed felt empty with only him in it. There was no warm presence of Lan Zhan next to him. All of that was bad enough, but every time he tried to sleep the smell of sandalwood drifted up from the pillow and then all he could think about was Lan Zhan fucking him till he was exhausted and slept like a baby.

So now he was rock hard and lying in bed completely unable to sleep. After tossing and turning for what felt like hours, Wei Wuxian screamed in frustration. He rolled over onto his side and grabbed his dick with his right hand. It was already leaking so he swiped his fingers over the end and started to rub the precum down the length, moaning at the feel of it in his hand. A part of him inwardly cursed at the fact that Lan Zhan wasn’t there, it felt so much better to be fucked by him than for Wei Wuxian to be trying to get himself off like this, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

He tried to imagine it, Lan Zhan pushing him down into the bed, biting at his neck, down his throat, on his thighs and his butt, leaving him peppered in marks that showed who Wei Wuxian belonged to. He imagined exactly how all of it would go, all the while pumping his cock with his hand.

Lan Zhan growled in his ear as he wrapped Wei Wuxian’s hands up with his ribbon before pinning them both to the bed with one of his hands. The other worked its way down Wei Wuxian’s body, kneading at the flesh of his ass before slipping one oil soaked finger inside of his husband.

Wei Wuxian whimpered, jarred a little out of his fantasy by the fact that there was nothing in his ass, he felt empty and desolate without his husband to fill him up. But he was painfully hard and determined to try and ease that as much as he could. He sped up his strokes, gripping a little firmer and groaning at the sensations along his cock. Perhaps thinking of being fucked wasn’t the way to go, perhaps a different fantasy might help him out a lot more.

He was on his back, pressed down hard into the bed by his husband’s weight. Those golden eyes were molten with desire. “Stay still.” Lan Zhan growled at him, one hand on Wei Wuxian’s chest as he moved downwards. He bit his lip in anticipation, eager for the feel of his husband’s mouth around his cock. Lan Zhan was never one to hurry though, biting a couple of marks into Wei Wuxian’s inner thigh and making him moan with pleasure as the pain mixed with his own desires. There was nothing hotter than when his husband was rough with him and took whatever he wanted.

After what felt like a lifetime he finally felt the liquid warmth of that talented mouth wrap itself around his cock, taking the whole of him inside in one fell swoop. The feeling was heaven, it was utterly perfect and…

Wei Wuxian almost howled in frustration. No, that didn’t seem to work either. His hand also was nothing like the feel of Lan Zhan’s mouth sucking him off. He was almost sobbing now, but it didn’t seem to matter how hard he pumped, it just didn’t feel right and release seemed to be kept just out of reach.

What if… maybe he could try and imagine that it was Lan Zhan’s hand that was jerking him off? The sensations should be similar enough to what he imagined that surely it would have to work, it just had to! His cock was already getting sore and red and even if he added oil to his fingers he wasn’t sure it would be enough to help.

They were lying in their bed, it was a lazy morning where Lan Zhan didn’t actually have to get up for once and he was still lying there, warm against Wei Wuxian’s back. Sunlight fell across the bed, just adding to the warm and unhurried feel of the day. Wei Wuxian had woken up hard, as had Lan Zhan by the feel of the hard cock currently pressed into his ass.

He chuckled and pressed his body back against his husband’s, delighting in the sharp intake of breath he got in response. “Good morning Lan er-gege .” He said with a smirk.

Lan Zhan didn’t respond verbally, but he did feel the arm encircling his waist shift so that he could get his hand between Wei Wuxian’s legs. After a cursory sweep of his fingers through the beads of precum that were already gathering, Lan Zhan took Wei Wuxian’s cock into his large, beautiful hand, and started to stroke leisurely up and down the shaft. Nothing felt as good as those hands against him, his own hands were just not big enough to encompass the whole of his cock the way that Lan Zhan could manage…

And that stray remembrance broke the fantasy again. By this point his dick was red from the friction, but still a long way from orgasm. Whilst oversensitivity was definitely a thing he enjoyed, there was still a big difference between someone inflicting it on him and him accidentally doing it to himself.

He pulled his hand away from himself and buried his face into the pillow and screamed his frustrations. At this rate he was going to be a horny, blubbering mess by the time that Lan Zhan returned. This was torture! This was cruel and unusual punishment! When Lan Zhan got back he was going to make him promise that he would never leave him ever again! If he left then Wei Wuxian was going with him! Everyday meant everyday after all!

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After a couple of days of not being able to get himself off at all, Wei Wuxian was honestly ready to try just about anything in order to get some relief. So it was still relatively early in the morning when he took himself off to the Cold Springs in the hopes that the frigid waters could perhaps be used to suppress his libido for long enough until Lan Zhan returned.

He was grateful for the fact that no one else was there, quickly stripping himself of everything but his trousers and slowly wading into the water. The feeling of the chill water against his groin was thankfully doing something to ease the heat that he had been simmering with all day. The longer Lan Zhan was away the worse it was getting, until Wei Wuxian was getting somewhat afraid to spend any time with anyone else unless they noticed how low key aroused he was all the time.

Whilst he was trying to relax in the cold water, Wei Wuxian’s mind started to drift. He and Lan Zhan came to this place from time to time, his husband to actually meditate and cultivate, himself more because Lan Zhan dragged him here and made comments about how it would help with his core growth.

As he lounged in the water his gaze snagged on a particular rock over to one side and got him thinking about one memorable day in particular.

It had been early summer and the heat, whilst something that Wei Wuxian himself was used to thanks to growing up in Lotus Pier, was bothering Lan Zhan. He hadn’t exactly said anything, but he had been wearing less layers than usual and also had a slightly grumpy bent to his expression that Wei Wuxian found adorable. It was as though he was mad at the sun and more than a little annoyed he couldn’t make it obey his will.

The two of them had come to the Cold Springs at Wei Wuxian’s suggestion. He was sure that the frigid waters would help his husband to cool down and probably make him less cranky as a result. Much as he might find Lan Zhan being angry hot, he would much rather it be because he had done something deliberately to provoke him than it being caused by the sun.

For a while it had been fine, the cold water definitely made dealing with the heat a lot easier and Lan Zhan seemed more relaxed than he had in days. The sight of him stripped naked to the waist had reminded Wei Wuxian of their days studying here and he imagined how shocked the younger version of his husband would be if he knew what the two of them got up to regularly.

He turned to Lan Zhan, “This brings back memories right? Of us studying here? Or maybe of when  I came back and I accidentally spied on you whilst you were in here. I never did ask what had brought you to the springs that day. Could it be that you were desperately trying to stop being aroused? After all, you had spent the whole night with my body pressed up against yours. Did it work?”

Wei Wuxian smirked wickedly and moved closer to Lan Zhan, slipping one hand under the water and gasped  to find his husband getting hard. “You are a beast! Even this freezing cold water can’t dampen your ardour! Do you want to take me here? What if someone was to come? What would they think to find one of their esteemed Twin Jades fucking someone in a place meant for meditation? What a scandal!”

Before he could say anything else Lan Zhan’s lips were on his, his tongue slipping inside of Wei Wuxian’s mouth. He whimpered at the sudden intensity, growing hard himself despite the temperature of the water. The kisses turned heated quickly, Wei Wuxian moaning whilst clawing at Lan Wangji’s naked back, his fingers brushing down the ridges left by the whip scars.

Then Lan Zhan had broken off the kiss and grabbed hold of Wei Wuxian, pushing his body down over a nearby rock and pulling down the trousers he had still been wearing for the sake of not being naked in the cold springs.

Without another word Lan Zhan had plunged two fingers deep into Wei Wuxian’s ass, working him hard and fast, trying to get him opened up as quickly as possible. He had barely done that before he removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock. Wei Wuxian writhed in response, whining in complaint at the rough treatment, even if he not so secretly loved it.

His husband had taken him hard and fast there, the sounds of moaning mixing with the slaps of their flesh clashing together. Neither of them were particularly quiet either, if anyone had decided to head that way then they would have been in absolutely no doubt whatsoever what was going on.

Wei Wuxian had come hard, splashing his semen all over the rock and watching as it dripped down to pollute the waters of the Cold Springs. The spend  dripping out of Wei Wuxian’s asshole had fouled up the water there too.

He shook his head to try and clear them memory, groaning to himself in dismay as he realised that the thought of that day had gotten him rock hard again, despite the freezing water.

Sighing in frustration, Wei Wuxian dragged himself out of the water and re-dressed himself. He stomped away from the Cold Springs in a grumpy mood. It seemed like there was nowhere he could go that was safe from his and Lan Zhan’s lovemaking. His feet took him towards the stairs leading down away from Cloud Recesses. A part of him couldn’t help but wish he could summon the form of Lan Zhan making his way up them. The longing to see his husband overcame him for a moment.

It wasn’t as if it was just about this persistent horniness, though that certainly didn’t help. He missed everything about his husband. Playing music with him, having a family meal with him and Sizhui. Training the Juniors together. Sometimes they would just spend an evening doing their own things in the Jingshi, barely speaking a word. Just knowing that the other was within easy reach was so comfortable and nice.

With another sigh, he turned back to head back into Cloud Recesses and stopped dead for a moment before the stone tablet with the Lan rules engraved into it. He frowned a little at the rule that had been added about not talking to him. Lan Zhan was still pissed about it but so far had not managed to get his uncle to change his mind. He noticed a crack across the writing of that rule and the ones around it and frowned to himself, could it be…?

There hadn’t been much moon that evening. Lan Zhan had basically dragged him out of the Jingshi after curfew and wouldn’t tell him a thing about where they were going. He had been sulking all day after yet another argument with his uncle about the rules and Wei Wuxian was willing to put up with a lot if he was able to make his husband smile again.

“Lan Zhan? Where are we going?” He had asked as the two of them had drawn near to the entrance of Cloud Recesses.

His husband had ignored him, just continuing to drag him along until they had reached the wall of rules, at which point he had pushed Wei Wuxian against it and started kissing him passionately. For a moment he had not responded out of sheer surprise, but it didn’t take him long to get as into it as his husband seemed to be. It had therefore taken him a moment to realise that Lan Zhan had started to pull open Wei Wuxian’s robes before pushing his trousers down.

He gasped in shock, “Lan Zhan! Here? Really?” There was still no response, his husband pulling his own robes open before lifting Wei Wuxian up until his back hit further up the wall. For a moment, Lan Zhan seemed to be staring intently at something before frowning and repositioning Wei Wuxian slightly against the wall. Wei Wuxian for his part had wrapped his legs around his husband’s waist to help keep him upright.

After another moment he felt the familiar sensations of his husband working him open. Wei Wuxian bit his lower lip, trying to suppress the moan that wanted to escape his lips. The sound would carry out here and they were completely out in the open if anyone came to see what the noises were. He was also pretty sure that his husband just carried a jar of the oil they used on his person at all times in case he was suddenly overcome with the need to fuck his husband senseless. Not that Wei Wuxian had ever objected to that state of affairs, quite the opposite really.

Wei Wuxian leant his head back against the stone as Lan Zhan worked, struggling to contain the noises that the sparking sensation inside him was causing. His husband was far too good at playing his body like a gujin and resisting the urge to vocalise was extremely difficult.

Lan Zhan’s fingers stilled and Wei Wuxian let out a whine of complaint, “You are being quiet. I want to hear you .” His husband commanded, his low voice echoing through Wei Wuxian’s chest.

“But anyone could hear!” He responded, his eyes wide. Somehow he still wasn’t used to how shameless Lan Zhan truly was.

“Good.” Before Wei Wuxian could think of how to respond to that he found himself with Lan Zhan’s fingers quickly replaced by his cock. He then started a driving pace, slamming Wei Wuxian hard against the wall of rules again and again.

For a brief moment he tried to hold himself back, but Lan Zhan was too good at this by now, every thrust hitting exactly right to make him start seeing stars. His own cock jutting between them, red and leaking from how much he was turned on at that moment. If he was being entirely honest with himself, the fact that someone could catch Lan Zhan railing him against the wall filled him with a nervous excitement that made him even hornier.

The position was hard on his back though, Lan Zhan seemed to be determined to smack him forcefully into the wall of rules with every stroke. “Lan Zhan! If you’re not careful you are going to break the wall! Then what will your uncle say?”

That earned him a glare, though he supposed that bringing up someone’s uncle whilst they were busy railing you into a wall was probably in general a bad idea.

“I. Do. Not. Care.” Every word was punctuated with another hard thrust, driving a loud moan out of Wei Wuxian.

“Oh fuck! Yes! There! Harder!” He was getting close to incoherent now as the pleasure slammed into him as fiercely as Lan Zhan was slamming him into the wall. He grabbed hold of his cock and it didn’t take more than a few thrusts before he was coming between them, likely painting Lan Zhan’s robes with his spend.

Somehow his husband managed to speed up again, pounding him into the wall like he wanted to somehow make Wei Wuxian a part of it. Finally he tensed up and Wei Wuxian clenched around him, trying to milk Lan Zhan’s cock with his body. Finally, Lan Zhan buried his head in Wei Wuxian’s shoulder, biting hard at the junction with his neck and making him cry out.

“You’re a demon! What was that for!” He complained.

Lan Zhan just huffed and lowered him back down onto his shaky legs before tidying both of their robes back up. Before they left he glanced back at the wall and looked… almost satisfied, as if he had achieved something.

The Wei Wuxian in the present stared at the crack and shook his head, smiling fondly, “Was that what you were trying to do you impossible man? Honestly, you are the pettiest of people at times but no one ever believes it.”

For the rest of the afternoon he wandered all over the Cloud Recessess and sometimes it helped take his mind off it, but too often he would come across a tree that Lan Wangji had shoved him against, or a clearing where they had fucked, and it would just get him all worked up again.

By the evening he was in a desperate state and that familiar smell of sandalwood hitting him the moment he walked into the Jingshi just didn’t help at all. A wave of longing almost overwhelmed him and he felt his throat tighten up. There was nothing more he wanted than to see his husband, to share a meal and a nice evening together before Lan Zhan inevitably railed him repeatedly into the mattress. It was a good life! He was very much enjoying it! Being alone absolutely sucked.

After another night where he barely slept because of the near constant hard on that the sandalwood smell was giving him, yet again being unable to give himself any reprieve because nothing felt right, Wei Wuxian was ready to try anything that might help. Which was why he was currently on his way to see Lan Qiren. He had no intention of explaining his predicament to his uncle-in-law, but the man was pretty much a destroyer of any and all boners so he was hoping that seeing him would do the trick now.

He knocked on the wood panelled door and then slid it open without bothering to wait for a response. Part of the fun was annoying him after all. When they had first gotten married, Wei Wuxian had tried to behave in the hopes that Lan Qiren would accept him. But given the rules he had put in place to ‘safeguard’ his sect from Wei Wuxian, it had left him feeling less inclined to play nice with the man.

Lan Qiren was sitting at his low table having some tea and working on a report of some sort. Wei Wuxian slapped on his most obnoxious grin and sauntered into the room, taking a seat across from him without so much as asking, “Ah! Uncle! I thought I would drop in and see how you were doing in my husband’s absence. Is there anything this humble one might do for you? Perhaps I can help out with things? I have to admit that I am really bored in my husband’s absence so I thought I would find something to entertain myself with.”

There was a twitch developing in the corner of Lan Qiren’s eye and he was looking like he was trying hard not to acknowledge Wei Wuxian’s existence. It was a fun thing that Wei Wuxian liked to do sometimes. Since Lan Qiren himself put the rule in about not talking to Wei Wuxian it meant that he was also not supposed to do so. But rules of politeness and other such meant that when he pushed things like this he would put the other man in the position of having to choose which rule to follow and which to break.

“Maybe I could take the Juniors out on another night hunt! Would that be helpful? Or I could teach some of the younger Lan about talisman work. I could even help you with your paperwork! I help Lan Zhan with his, you know, I can do it.” He continued to grin at the other man, bending his head down a bit to try and catch his gaze. Lan Qiren’s eyes were firmly trained on his teacup though. The only indication that he had heard any of it was how tightly he was gripping the cup.

He rambled on some more, changing topics seemingly at random and just keeping up an endless stream of chatter no matter how red Lan Qiren’s face grew. He was in the middle of one long explanation of a specific point of talisman creation when his brain started to wander off entirely. He got to thinking about how long it had been since he had last been here. Had he and Lan Zhan come to have tea at some point? He didn’t exactly come here often, Lan Qiren had made it quite clear he wasn’t welcome and the only reason he was being remotely tolerated was because of Lan Zhan. For some reason his gaze kept being drawn to the table and he wasn’t sure why. Was there something off about it? Not that he could discern, it looked fine. So what was it about the table that had caught his attention?

Lan Zhan was leading him through the Cloud Recesses with a deliberate pace, not running but walking perhaps a little faster than would generally be acceptable, especially to his uncle. Which is why he was so surprised when it was to his uncle’s that they finally arrived.

“Hey Lan Zhan? What are we doing here?” He asked a little nervously. He knew that Lan Zhan had been getting into a number of arguments with his uncle over him and he didn’t really like being the cause of strife in his husband’s family. Xichen being in seclusion and unable to mediate between the two stubborn men was just making it worse.

He got no response and Lan Zhan knocked for a moment before sliding the door and pulling Wei Wuxian into the room after him. It was early evening, after dinner, but there was still some time before curfew. So it was something of a surprise when it turned out that Lan Qiren was not present.

“Your uncle isn’t here?” He asked Lan Zhan, who seemed to be frowning more.

“I had forgotten, he is visiting some of the minor Sect Leaders. I had intended to speak with him again about the rules. He must change it.” There was a lot of annoyance in his voice.

Wei Wuxian flopped down to the floor, stretching his legs out for a moment, “Well he’s not here, so now what? Should we not leave?” He asked, looking up at where Lan Zhan was pacing, deep in thought.

“This cannot wait! It is an injustice and it cannot continue!” There was real anger in his voice.

“We cannot make him appear here by wishing it, Lan Zhan.” He told his husband gently, rolling his neck from side to side to try and remove a kink.

“Mn.” It was a noise approximating agreement but still giving an indication that he found the entire situation to be a personal insult.

Then he turned that intense gaze back to where Wei Wuxian was lounging and a dark fire lit up his eyes. It was a look that Wei Wuxian knew well and generally did not object to having turned on him. Though currently they were not in the Jingshi but Lan Qiren’s  own residence and even Wei Wuxian wasn’t quite that shameless.

“Lan Zhan… maybe we should head home. We can come back when he’s returned.” He said, moving to get to his feet.

Unfortunately for him Lan Zhan was faster and there was a sharp push to his chest that left him sprawled on the floor and staring up at his husband in shock. “Lan Zhan! What are you doing?” The question was somewhat of a moot point. He knew that look in his husband’s eyes and he absolutely knew what followed it, he was just a little shocked that it was happening here, in Lan Qiren’s room.

He continued to at least make a token attempt at protesting whilst his husband quickly divested him of his robes, biting marks into his neck, all the way down his chest, before proceeding to absolutely maul his inner thighs. By the time he was done, Wei Wuxian was leaking hard and desperate to be fucked.

His husband hauled him upwards, kissing him passionately until Wei Wuxian was breathless and gasping. Then he turned him round and shoved him over the table that Wei Wuxian had been lounging next to not that long ago. Luckily Lan Qiren was not the sort to leave things lying on his table, otherwise whatever had been on there would have been utterly destroyed when Wei Wuxian’s body hit it. The table thankfully seemed sturdy enough to hold his weight, which was a relief since explaining to Lan Qiren how his table got broken was not something Wei Wuxian wanted to do.

“Lan Zhan! Are you really going to have me here? On your uncle’s table?!” He didn’t really want his husband to stop, but a part of him felt like he had to make one last try to stop his insatiable husband from doing this.

“Stop talking about him.” Lan Zhan responded, already knuckles  deep into Wei Wuxian’s ass.

It was an easy enough command to follow, his husband was far too talented at reducing him to an incoherent mess and he was soon lying with his face pressed into the wood of the table Lan Qiren drank his tea on whilst Lan Zhan took him roughly. Every thrust made the table shake and it started to vibrate slightly and move across the room. When he came he painted the underside of the table white with his cum.

After he could move again, the two of them had to do their best to clean the room up and put it back the way they found it. Lan Zhan had seemed in a much better mood, apparently desecrating his uncle’s table in a fit of passion had done something to alleviate his anger over the rules. Though there was a touch of guilt in his eyes at what they had done. However much the two of them had been arguing about Wei Wuxian, he knew how much Lan Zhan’s uncle meant to him after all.

“Wei Wuxian! Pay attention!” Lan Qiren’s voice cut into his reminiscing and he startled, a guilty flush on his face for the memory he had been reliving.

“Ah… sorry uncle. What were you saying?” He asked with a cheeky grin, the fact that Lan Qiren had spoken to him at all was something of a win after all. Seeing the other man’s face was helpful too since the memory of being fucked on this table had not been doing anything to alleviate his predicament and the last thing he wanted was for Lan Qiren to be aware of all the ways in which he was missing the man’s nephew.

“Hmmph.” It seemed to be the only response that Lan Qiren was willing to give him.

“I should leave you to it. It’s always lovely to spend some time with you though, I promise to come and visit again soon.”

The look that he got from Lan Qiren at that promise made him almost burst out into gales of laughter. He looked so very offended by the idea that he could see where Lan Zhan got it from. It was like the sort of look a cat gave you when you did something to upset its dignity.

He got to his feet and saluted Lan Qiren before vanishing back out of the door and almost breaking into a run. Sure, towards the end he had managed to get back under control but even Lan Qiren’s quarters had not been left untouched by his and his husband’s every day and it was making it increasingly difficult for Wei Wuxian to get his mind off missing Lan Zhan in every way (most of which just served to make him horny again).

“Wei-qianbei!” A voice broke into his thoughts. He turned and smiled at Lan Jingyi, the only Lan who was willing to risk punishment to just yell at Wei Wuxian for his attention in the middle of the Cloud Recesses.

“Jingyi, what do you need?” He headed over to where Jingyi was bouncing on his toes next to Sizhui who was giving his best friend a fond indulgent look. Wei Wuxian flashed Sizhui a special grin, never getting over how much his radish had grown up in the years that they had been apart.

“We were wondering if you would maybe help us in the library? We have some research to do and your help would be greatly appreciated.” Sizhui asked politely, smiling warmly at Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian opened his mouth to eagerly agree and then stopped. The library had a lot of associations for him. Sure, it wasn’t the same building that had stood when he had done his punishments with Lan Zhan all those years ago, but there had been the whole incense burner thing. Not to mention Lan Zhan had then dragged him to the library one night after curfew so they could do some very fun role-play. If he went in there now he was going to spend the entire time getting distracted by thoughts of the dirty things that Lan Zhan had done to him in it and that would not be appropriate in any way, not around the Lan babies.

“I… ah… I have something I really need to get done today, I was just on my way to sort it now. I can help you tomorrow. Tomorrow is fine, right?” Wei Wuxian almost panicked as he responded, desperate to get away from the library and the memories it contained.

The two boys shared a shared look for a moment, looking as though they perhaps thought that their senior was up to something, “Of course Wei-qianbei. We shall see you tomorrow.”

“But Sizhui…” Jingyi protested.

“Come along Jingyi. We have work to do.” Sizhui bowed to Wei Wuxian, glared at Jingyi until he followed suit and then the two of them headed into the library.

After watching them go Wei Wuxian heaved a sigh of relief at managing to get out of it. But he did need something else to occupy his attention somehow so he took himself off to the bunny field. Surely a place full of innocent little fluff balls would be safe?

He climbed up the hill to the clearing where they lived, it was just on the corner of the woods so Wei Wuxian found the shade of his favourite tree and sat down knowing that given some time and patience that the rabbits would come out to visit. It still amazed him that Lan Zhan had managed to turn his gift into an entire colony of rabbits, though he must have found additional rabbits to bring in since his original gift was two male rabbits who had been entirely content to fuck each other and that certainly wouldn’t have led to an entire field of bunnies.

For a while he vaguely dozed in a patch of sunlight and woke from his impromptu nap being eyed up by several of the resident bunnies who seemed to be looking affronted that he had turned up without any greens to feed them. Still, most of them were tame enough to pet since they were very used to visiting humans. It was nice, soothing, definitely taking his mind off… other things.

When was the last time that he had come up here? It had been later on in the day, around dusk since that and dawn was when the bunnies tended to be more active. That’s right, he and Lan Zhan had come up to feed the rabbits and he had ended up lounging under this very tree for a while.

Lan Zhan had been sitting a short distance away surrounded by little balls of fluff and Wei Wuxian had huffed in mock annoyance, they always did prefer his husband to him. It was very unfilial of them considering he was responsible for them being here in the first place!

What was worse was that all of Lan Zhan’s attention was on rabbits and not on him, which was just unfair! He was bored and his husband was not entertaining him! Wei Wuxian very deliberately slipped his robes off one of his shoulders and moved himself into an open space, leaning on one hand as he gazed over to where Lan Zhan was sitting with the bunnies. He made sure that his husband could get a good view of him from where he was and stretched, making more of the fabric part.

He wasn’t watching Lan Zhan but he felt the heat of that gaze nonetheless and sure enough, when he turned his head his husband was looking at him like he was the main course at a banquet  feast. The rabbits were quickly forgotten as Lan Zhan got to his feet and walked over to where Wei Wuxian was lying, climbed onto him, knees either side of his body and leant down to kiss him passionately whilst untying the front of his robes at the same time.

It didn’t take too long before his robes had been pushed to one side, but that didn’t seem to be enough for Lan Zhan, who lifted Wei Wuxian so he could get him out of them entirely, even going so far as to remove his boots and trousers and leaving him completely naked in this exposed field where any member of the Gusu Lan could find them.

“Lan Zhan! Isn’t this a little shameless even for you? Anyone could see me like this! Is that what you want?” He arched his back and smiled coyly, grinning to himself when he saw his husband’s eyes darken further with lust.

“You are mine.” Lan Zhan said, his voice rough with possessiveness. He pulled Wei Wuxian against him for a deep kiss before pulling out his hair ribbon and grabbing Wei Wuxian’s hands. He quickly tied them together with the ribbon, the bright red a contrast to his golden skin, his movements practised and precise. Wei Wuxian thought he was finished, but then he looped the ends of the ribbon around his head and tied it round him as a blindfold.

“All yours. And what are you going to do with your poor defenceless husband now you have him all trussed up and on display for you? It’s not like there’s anything I could do to stop you after all…” He pouted his lower lip, pretending to be fearful.

His husband growled low in response and Wei Wuxian heard the sound of Lan Zhan’s robes being pushed aside. Not too long after he felt the familiar push of fingers into his ass and gasped, arching further, trying to push himself down on them, to get them deeper inside of him. There was a delicious burn to it along with a familiar sense of anticipation. “Ah… ah… what are you doing to me?” He fake protested, his body’s motions entirely at odds with his words, “You fiend! You can’t do this!”

Lan Zhan’s breath hitched slightly and Wei Wuxian had to resist the urge to smile. His husband loved these sorts of games just as much as he did. Wei Wuxian had every intention of driving his husband so wild he would take him rough and hard. If he was lucky Lan Zhan would have to carry him back to the Jingshi because he had wrecked him so badly.

As he intended a second finger was soon pushed inside of him and Wei Wuxian clenched slightly against them, loving the gasp it drew out of his husband as he tightened up. He wriggled too, struggling in the most superficial of manners against his restraints (and thus also moving Lan Zhan’s fingers inside of him at the same time).

A third finger was quickly inserted, the burn of which set Wei Wuxian’s toes curling with delight, “You can’t! Stop! I beg of you!” He cried out whilst rocking his hips slightly against Lan Zhan’s fingers. His cock was bobbing against his stomach, leaking precum in smears across his skin with each thrust of his husband’s fingers.

“You do not wish me to stop. Your body clearly wants me. Look at you, hard and leaking, just desperate for me to fill you up with my cock.” The sound of Lan Zhan’s deep, velvety voice saying such filthy things almost made Wei Wuxian come on the spot.

“I… I don’t!” Wei Wuxian tried to protest, even as he was letting out little moans as Lan Zhan’s talented fingers found the sweet spot within him and started to milk him for all he was worth.

“No?” Lan Zhan withdrew his fingers and Wei Wuxian let out a whine of complaint. “I think you want me inside of you.”

“No, no! I don’t!” His mouth said, whilst his ass wriggled in the air as if trying to find Lan Zhan’s fingers again by sheer force of will.

Instead he felt the familiar press of Lan Zhan’s cock press up against his entrance. He moved Wei Wuxian’s legs one to either side of Lan Zhan’s waist. One of his hands reached under Wei Wuxian’s back and hauled him up and onto his cock. Wei Wuxian wrapped his legs around Lan Zhan’s back, his heels digging into the other man’s still clothed ass as his husband bottomed out inside of him.

“Oh fuck.” He muttered as the angle made him see stars. Like this Lan Zhan could fuck him fast and deep and every thrust would likely wring him out in pleasure.

“Yes, exactly.” Lan Zhan replied and then set a punishing pace, the hand on his back guiding his movement back and forth into Wei Wuxian. Lan Zhan leant down over his body, biting and sucking first at his neck and then continuing down, clamping hard onto one of his nipples before trying to suck out his soul through it. It wasn’t long before he heard a grunt and felt warm liquid splash his insides, leaking down out of him.

Before he could voice a protest at Lan Zhan having come first he felt a hand on his hard cock, pumping it vigorously, even as his husband continued to suck at his nipples, moving onto the other one as he jerked him off. He hadn’t moved from being inside him either, which was probably partly because unless Wei Wuxian removed his legs he would find it very difficult to do so.

Lan Zhan pulled off of Wei Wuxian’s nipple with an obscene sounding pop, leaning down over his body and nibbling at his ear before whispering, “Come for me.”

Wei Wuxian did just that, catching both himself and Lan Zhan with it by the feel of things, before collapsing down, his legs unhooking from his husband’s waist as he slid down off his cock, his back hitting solidly into the grass below him.

By this point Wei Wuxian was ready to cry. There was no way he could just jerk off in the bunny field, even if he was painfully hard again with the memory of that particular day. If the bunnies has been staring at them whilst Lan Zhan fucked him, he had been wearing a blindfold and had been entirely unable to see it. But now… now he would have to deal with the thought that he had forever ruined their rabbit innocence by the sight of him jerking off.

With a groan he stood up and headed back to the Jingshi, it was getting late now anyway, he would have some dinner and maybe make another attempt to actually get off. If he was lucky Lan Zhan would make it back in a day or two and then he fully intended to not let his husband get out of bed for at least a full day, unless it was to fetch them more food or relieve himself. He wanted to be so blissfully fucked out that he was unable to feel his legs for at least a week!

* * *

After dinner he stripped himself completely naked and climbed onto the bed. He got onto his hands and knees before moving one hand so he could cover his fingers in oil. In his mind he imagined that Lan Zhan had come back, that it was his fingers that were deep inside of his ass, opening him up so that monster cock of his could fuck his husband incoherent.

“Ah! Lan Zhan! I missed you so much! Please, baobei, fuck me! I need you so badly!” He moaned, imagining that his husband was right behind him.

He withdrew his fingers from himself and then took his cock in his right hand, grabbing their pillow with his left one and burying his face in the scent. The sandalwood hit him like a hammer blow, his body reacting instantly and starting leaking like mad, the precum dripping down onto the bed below him.

His cock was slick from the oil, and mixed with the sheer amount of precum his body was producing at the smell of his husband made for an easy slide. He was soon fucking himself with wild abandon, trying to imagine that it was Lan Zhan instead.

It felt good, but he couldn’t help but be aware of how empty his ass was and that kept pulling him out of his fantasy. He moaned in frustration, increasing the pace of his hand along his shaft, his thumb sweeping over the head of his cock as he did so. “Husband… please… fuck your Wei Ying. I am ready and waiting and I need you in me so much!”

For a moment he thought that he had managed to get his fantasy to work properly. It felt like there were large hands cradling his ass. He gasped in shock, opening his eyes. A moment later he felt the unmistakable press of a large cock pushing inside of him and he turned his head to meet the golden eyes of his husband.

This was either the best dream he had ever had, or his husband had returned early to find him like this and had decided to do exactly what he had found Wei Wuxian begging him to do: fuck him.

Sparks seemed to fly between them and then his husband was sheathed fully inside him where he belonged and Wei Wuxian let out a loud keening noise. “Oh fuck yes! I have missed you so much! I need you to absolutely wreck me!” He babbled, “I don’t want to be able to walk for a month! You went away and left your Wei Ying all alone! Don’t you know what your smell does to me? I spent the whole week in a desperate state and nothing helped! I needed your touch and you weren’t here! So you had better be taking responsibility for what you did! You’re banned from leaving unless I get to go with you! Never do this to me again!”

He felt light kisses being peppered along his spine, his husband reached underneath Wei Wuxian and moved his hand out of the way, replacing it with his own. With his other hand he cradled Wei Wuxian’s cheek before pulling him in for a deep and tender kiss. “I missed you too. Missed this so much.” Lan Zhan thrust hard into Wei Wuxian as he said that before starting up the slowest, most teasing of paces whilst Wei Wuxian writhed in frustration below him.

“I said fuck me! This is barely a tickle! You can fuck me all night, I want that! Just move!” He groaned, shoving his ass against his husband in an attempt to goad him into doing what he wanted.

“Patience.” Lan Zhan responded, maddeningly, making Wei Wuxian want to scream with frustration. His husband was back! He was inside of him where he belonged! So why was he being so damn slow at fucking him?

“I don’t want to be patient! I want you to ruin me!” He protested loudly, grinding himself back as much as he could against his husband’s cock.

Lan Zhan moved his hand from Wei Wuxian’s cheek to the back of his neck and shoved his husband down hard into the pillow he had been cradling when Lan Zhan got back. In this position Wei Wuxian had a lot less ability to wriggle and move, which was of course why Lan Zhan had done it. It didn’t stop Wei Wuxian from whining though and continuously begging his husband to fuck him harder.

Like the absolute horror he was, Lan Zhan completely ignored all of Wei Wuxian’s complaints, taking him at a slow and leisurely pace. His hand was still wrapped around Wei Wuxian’s cock, but he wasn’t moving it up and down at all, just circling the top of it lazily with his thumb.

The pleasure built slowly, but Wei Wuxian felt like he would explode if he couldn’t find release and find it soon. He had basically been edging himself for the whole time that Lan Zhan had been away and now he was back he was desperate for the relief that only his husband could give him and the man was cruelly denying him like the utter demon he was!

“People still think I am the evil one, you know? If they could see you doing this to me, not fucking me into next week despite having been away for so long they would soon change their minds! ‘That Hanguang-Jun is a neglectful husband!’ they will say. ‘It’s shocking the way he treats the poor Yiling Laozu’ and ‘Clearly Wei Wuxian needs someone who will treat him better.’ And then what will you do Lan Zhan?” He aimed the words deliberately to annoy his husband, to set off the possessive streak that should result in him getting the fucking he so desperately wanted.

“You’re mine.” Lan Zhan growled into his ear, biting him hard on the shoulder and slamming into him in a way that made Wei Wuxian’s whole body sing with delight.

“Am I? Perhaps you should show me then.” He flung back, delighting in how much he had already succeeded in riling up his husband.

There was the sensation of teeth tearing at his neck almost hard enough to draw blood as Lan Zhan then started to hammer into Wei Wuxian at a speed that left his body juddering with every thrust. He could feel the thrusts up to this throat and he fucking loved it.

“Could someone else fuck you like this?” Lan Zhan asked, a bite in his voice, the hand on the back of his neck digging into his hair and pulling his head back to expose his throat so he could reach down and maul it with his teeth, leaving massive marks that would linger for days, maybe even over a week.

“Ah… no… only you Lan Zhan. I only want to be fucked by you!” He responded, moaning loudly as he finally got the fucking he had spent so long desperate for.

Finally Lan Zhan’s hand started to jerk Wei Wuxian off as well. He was already so on edge that it took no more than a couple of tugs for him to be coming all over both Lan Zhan’s hand and the bed.

Even as he sagged slightly, Lan Zhan didn’t slow his pace for one second. He kept playing with Wei Wuxian’s spent cock, teasing it into overstimulation even as he continued to fuck Wei Wuxian through his orgasm. When he had reduced his husband to an incoherent wreck of oversensitivity he finally pulled back and gave one final hard thrust before coming deep inside of his husband, collapsing both of them down onto the bed, Lan Zhan’s heavy weight crushing Wei Wuxian into the mattress.

Lan Zhan rained tender kisses down on his husband, nuzzling into his neck as they lay together, still panting from their exertions. At some point relatively soon Lan Zhan would have to move, but right now Wei Wuxian was relishing the feel of having him inside of him, even as he softened.

“I love you, you ridiculous man. I meant what I said though, you are not allowed to go away without me again! It was torture! I tried getting myself off, but it just wasn’t the same and do you realise that we have fucked all over the Cloud Recesses? Everywhere I went would just make me hornier and I had no one to take care of it for me!” He pouted as he spoke, wriggling a little against his husband.

He felt Lan Zhan twitch slightly inside of him and chuckled to himself, it was likely that his husband would be ready to go again without too much of a wait, one of the glorious benefits of his strong core.

“I must apologise, Wei Ying, I did not mean to cause you such discomfort. I missed you too. It was… difficult… to be apart from you. I returned early because I desired to see you. I had not expected to be greeted with such a… delectable sight upon my return, but I was not objecting.” He kissed a line across Wei Wuxian’s neck, nibbling on his ear in a way that made Wei Wuxian’s cock make a weak attempt at twitching.

“You gave me a bit of a shock, I will admit. I did not hear you come in and then to feel you unexpectedly against me…” He shivered with desire, his cock twitching a little more now.

“Perhaps we should do it again, but more deliberately next time.” Lan Zhan whispered into his ear and he could feel his husband starting to get hard again at the thought.

“Ah Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan… How is this simple husband supposed to keep up with you?” He chuckled, wiggling his ass in a way that he knew would get Lan Zhan going again.

“So far there haven’t been any issues.” Lan Zhan said drily, starting to lazily thrust into Wei Wuxian again, more to work himself back up than anything else, “Besides, I believe you are the one who wished not to be able to walk for a month…”

Wei Wuxian laughed, “You beast! I shall demand you carry me everywhere! The whole of the Lan clan will know how their great Hanguang-Jun treats his husband!”

“Mn. They will.” Lan Zhan responded, “I will take responsibility.”

Wei Wuxian turned his head to kiss his husband, overcome by a wave of love for the ridiculous, horny man that he married.

“Good. Now show me how much you missed me…” Wei Wuxian teased him. Their kisses soon turned heated again, neither of them getting much sleep that night, or much of the next day either.

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