Brothel meme continued

[lastjinstanding]

Continued from here

Jin Ling had really hoped he'd have A-Yuan at his side for this, but he didn't blame the sweet man for being ill one bit. In fact, he really enjoyed holding him as they finished traveling up to Lotus Pier. He sends servants off the boat to arrange a discreet delivery of his ill and subdued guest to private chambers following Ling's disembark. He instructed only Fu Geming to carry A-Yuan with Liling.

Sadly, after that, he had to leave his pets in his servants care. Squaring his shoulders, he stepped onto the pier. He bowed humbly to all of his relatives and gave them each a proper greeting- or in Wei Wuxian's case, a cheeky one.

He was brought into the main hall and given the seat next to Jiang Cheng's throne. Wei Wuxian was seated beside him with Lan Wangji at the next seat. And yes, Wangji had been offered the throne but had chosen to stay at Wuxian's side. It was Jiang Cheng's wedding, after all.

Jin Ling is happy sitting to a nice cup of tea and some wine after a long day of travel with promise of dinner coming.

~~~

"Jin-Guniang, is the young master Zheng in this room?" A young, unfamiliar male voice asks. "I have some medicine I wish to offer if you'd announce me."

"Of course. Let me ask for you," Liling says in a warm tone. She knocks on Yuan's door and peeks in. She smiles when she sees him awake. She comes in and shuts the door behind her. "Zheng-gongzi? How are you feeling? A friend of Jin-zongzhu from the Lan Clan is here to offer you some medicine. Would you feel up to seeing him?"

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[graceandguqin]

Lan Zhan hesitates. He knows he has to let go of the fear since nothing did happen and it will only rob them of the joy of the present. He takes a couple deep breathes and turns his face to kiss Wuxian's fingers.

Slowly, he's able to let it go and lean back in to steal press his lips against his husbands. He caresses his love's face as well before cupping the back of his head, deepening their kiss steadily as his desire pushes past the worry.

[notaturnip]

Wuxian lets him work through it slowly, sliding his other hand into his husband's hair to card his fingers through it gently, kissing him softly at first but surrendering to it easily as Lan Zhan deepens it.

He's here, he's solid, he's real, he slides both hands down the other man's back, firm and steady and reassuring, all the way down to his ass, intending on stoking that desire, anchoring his husband to the present.

[graceandguqin]

When he breaks the kiss, he says with his lips curling, "If you die again, you're coming back as someone even shorter next time. Penance for making me worry!"

That is the last he's going to let himself even think along those lines. He can't allow himself to go any further or he would spiral into the dark regions of his heart that had been broken so severely they never would healed. Humor, as he's learned from the very man underneath him, sometimes did have some practical uses, like springing back from the brink.

Wuxian's hands were of course going to get him the rest of the way there.

[notaturnip]

"Lan Zhan," Wuxian protests, pouting - it's a source of great annoyance to him how much shorter he is now. Most of the time, anyway. Sometimes, on nights like this, with his much taller husband looming over him making him feel small and safe and secure, he actually kind of likes it.

Not that he's ever going to admit that out loud.

He squeezes the firm ass beneath his hands.

"No more talking about any of that," he demands in childishly bossy tones "I want you, please."

[graceandguqin]

He knows his husband has had to endure a great deal since being brought back from the dead as Mo Xuanyu, but on a purely selfish level, his height change is Lan Zhan's favorite. It gives him endless satisfaction to be able to scoop Wei Wuxian off his feet and manhandle him whenever they're feeling frisky. He is certain the other man adores it as well, even if his pride would never allow him to say it. Mercifully, Lan Zhan will never make him. Just like, when they get particularly drunk, Wei Wuxian doesn't make Lan Zhan admit he likes acting very childish.

The squeeze on his ass gets a dangerously heated flash in his eyes and at the amusing demand, Lan Zhan is ready to pounce again. As he kisses Wuxian with rapidly growing hunger, he slips a hand along the edge of their bed between the blankets and bamboo frame. With practiced ease, the lid of the jar he finds is flipped off and he dips his fingers inside. The small jar will have to be refilled soon.. thankfully there's a rather large jug around here somewhere. Hopefully Wuxian remembers where he stashed it.

[notaturnip]

Wuxian kisses him back fervently, one hand staying on his ass while the other trails up his back teasingly.

When he feels Lan Zhan reaching over for the jar, he grins against his lips, spreading his legs in preparation already, eager and wanting.

Sometimes he does like to tease, likes to make things difficult for Lan Zhan, encouraging him to be a bit more forceful in the way that always gets Wuxian's blood running hot, but tonight is one of those times where he wants the easy affection of his husband's loving touch, wants to be pliant and willing beneath him.

[graceandguqin]

Wangji is even more aware now of how tired his sweet love is than when they began. As much as they want this, he knows which one of them has the energy and that the other needs rest. A more indulgent foreplay would be fun, but tonight isn't the night.

"You're beautiful," he murmurs softly to him. Lan Zhan keeps his husband as quiet as he can with his mouth over his lips as he slips his hand in between them and twirls his finger first around his rim. Gently, he eases in his finger and beginning the smooth, experienced pumping motion to bring the pleasure as quickly as possible and help his sweetheart relax.

[notaturnip]

"You're beautiful," he whispers back softly, sighing contentedly against his lips as he leans in for another kiss. It's followed by a soft moan as his husband starts teasing him with slick fingers, delighting in the way Lan Zhan knows exactly how to get him open and relaxed.

He buries his fingers into his husband's hair and just enjoys the sensation, just letting his lover work.

[graceandguqin]

One finger turns into two, two into three with some spreading of his fingers. No pain tonight, not after everything Wuxian has been through to get home, Lan Zhan only wants to give him pleasure. By the time he's replacing fingers with a cock, he's forgotten there's another person on the far side of the room.

Kissing down his husband's throat and nipping at his shoulders (okay just a little bit of pain), he thrusts hard into the other man's tight heat. He can't quite remember why he's keeping his tone down, but at this point, his groans are being held back by that iron will he's famous for. Unfortunately as he sets a swift rocking pace, his husband was shredding that will, which.. was also something he was famous for.

[notaturnip]

There's already a few moans and pleading whines that have escaped him as he was slowly and lovingly opened up, since it's slow enough that by the time Lan Zhan finally slides into him he's a writhing pool of wanting. He groans as he finally has that beautiful cock inside him, nails digging in to his husband's shoulders.

He's always been quite vocal during sex, that's why they made such use of the silencing talismans in the first place, and as Lan Zhan starts thrusting into him he really doesn't hold back, rambling monologues about how much he loves his husband, how much he loves his husband's cock, and how good he feels, all interspersed with moans and gasps and encouragement.

[graceandguqin]

Kid? What kid? All he can say is an effort, originally, had been made. Past tense.

The only thing that exists is his lover. In these moments, that's all there has ever been. When magnificent being that was his husband in this sensuous body writhes shamelessly in pleasure, Lan Zhan's one and only purpose is to worship him.. by ravaging him.

Mercifully for Yuan, Lan Zhan knew his husband was tired, so he didn't make him wait too long for his climax. Curling tightly around the smaller man, in a sea of dark and light robes and bedding, very grateful he was home and alive.

~~~

At ridiculously early o'clock, Jingyi wakes up and creeps silently over to Zizhen's bed. They're in the dormitory with a dozen sleeping disciples around them in other bunk beds. He glances around to make sure no one is awake and then slips on top of Zizhen's blanket. He quickly reaches out and covers the other boy's mouth with his hand, silencing talisman stuffed in between.

"Shh! Zizhen! It's me! Shh!"

[notaturnip]

Wuxian clings to his husband and comes with Lan Zhan's name on his lips, lost in pleasure. He slumps back against the bed with a satisfied sigh and a lazy but sincere confession of love. He's sleepy, and he makes a childish plea to Lan Zhan to clean him up so he doesn't have to move, showering him with kisses when he does so.

He drifts off, contented, and doesn't think of removing the talisman- they can do that in the morning, and at least this way Yuan doesn't have to hear him snoring.

~~~

Zizhen jerks awake at the sudden feel of someone climbing onto his bed, eyes widening in terror when a hand closes over his mouth and a muffled yelp escaping his lips - until reality asserts itself and he sees Jingyi, and then he blushes at being so scared.

He smiles against Jingyi's palm and then kisses it, eyes twinkling with mischief.

[graceandguqin]

Jingyi snickers softly and moves his hand. He tosses the talisman aside and slips off the bed again. He knew he was being extremely naughty doing this but he was only wearing his silk trousers and inner robe. He wonders if this is the kind of thing Yuan wears. It felt so revealing!

His licks his lips and draws back Zizhen's blanket to slip under the covers with him. It's a pretty tight squeeze on the small bottom bunk but they were slender so it would be okay, right? He wraps his arms around the Ouyang heir's shoulders, pressing up against him. He wonders how quickly it'll take Zizhen to realize how scandalous Jingyi was being! He wished it was light enough he could see his face when he did.

"Sorry, I didn't know how to wake you quietly," he whispers.

[notaturnip]

Zizhen is similarly undressed and he feels the warmth of Jingyi up against him like a brand. He realises in a rush how few layers separate skin from skin and blushes, though he can't help but feel a thrill of excitement, too.

"It's okay," he says softly, wrapping an arm around the other boy's waist to get more comfortable.

"Good morning. How's your head?"

[unlanylikebehavior]

Squeals! He's in Zizhen's bed! He's under the covers with him! Why had he waited till they got back to Cloud Recesses before doing something like this when they had a perfectly good bedroom at Lotus Pier he could've used? Ugh, he was so dumb!

He's not sure what to do now though.. He does he get them kissing again?

He finds himself melting at the greeting, even if it's such a normal one and not anything overly sweet or special. Jingyi's just that twitterpated to think it is. "Good morning! It's uh.. it's sore, but it's fine. It's.. forget about that! Just kiss me!"

[notaturnip]

Zizhen ducks his head against Jingyi's chest to stifle his giggle - he feels overly giddy, but he thinks he can be allowed that, Jingyi is in his bed! Anyone could wake up and catch them and have so many questions and he hasn't even asked his father to speak to Jingyi's parents yet! It feels very romantic to be sneaking around like this, it's just like one of his novels.

Still, his beloved has made a request, so he's quick to lift his head again and smile shyly.

"I think I can manage that," he agrees, leaning in to press his lips against the other boy's.

[unlanylikebehavior]

Jingyi kisses him back eagerly, wiggling his body just a little closer. He discovers that with the two of them laying on their sides facing each other like this, their legs were sort of getting in the way. Hmm, how do they get around this?

Experimentally, he spreads his thighs and lets out a surprised sound when- oh! That helps!- they fit much easier that way. He also blushes as his hips are so much closer to Zizhen's. He.. kind of likes having Zizhen in between his thighs too. In fact, something.. something feels really good about it.

[notaturnip]

Zizhen is more than happy to shift around until they're pressed closer together. It's probably going to get a little embarrassing very quickly, but he can't quite bring himself to care, not when he's kissing Jingyi.

He is slightly more worldly (which is to say; he's seen some of those kinds of books), but he's still never actually done anything like this, and he's very excited to finally have some experience.

He's extremely conscious of the way his leg is trapped between Jingyi's thighs, of exactly what parts of Jingyi are touching which parts of him and his stomach flips just thinking about it.

[unlanylikebehavior]

It is similar to how it felt on Hanguang Jun's bed last night, Jingyi's ability to think rationally and make reasonable decisions short-circuited the longer he kissed Zizhen. His normally sharp mind is flooded with lust, drowning out common sense.

His hands cling to Zizhen's back and something really weird, really amazing, and getting kind of scary was happening below his waist. He hopes Zizhen knows what's happening!

[notaturnip]

Zizhen does know what's happening, and it's very much happening to him as well, and he should probably break away before this got very embarrassing but also... well... they were sort of courting, right? They wouldn't be kissing if they weren't, and even though he doesn't intend to do anything it was probably totally normal to be turned on by each other even before anything was official, because why would you only be turned on when it was appropriate?

He's a teenage boy living without the heavy restrictions of the Lan clan, he's dealt with inappropriate erections before.

Still, when he breaks away from the kiss to catch his breath, his cheeks are flushed and his smile is shy.

[unlanylikebehavior]

As Zizhen breaks the kiss, it's at that moment the spell seems to break too. Jingyi stares at him panting and slowly realizes the most inappropriate and humiliating thing! Well.. two things. His sacred and intimate part that is never supposed to be noticed, touched, looked at, or basically ~exist~ is hard and pressed against Zizhen's hip. Zizhen's sacred and intimate part that is never supposed to be noticed, touched, looked at, or basically ~exist~ is hard and pressed against his thigh.

Those things were happening! They were also in a room full of other boys who could easily start waking up and he had all sorts of naughty desires in his head like, he really wanted Zizhen to start touching him in bad places.

It's all so scary though. He's normally so brave. He doesn't know where the parts are supposed to end up and what the rules are, except the Lan rules of 'don't ever', that he's currently breaking. What if Zizhen sees any more of him and doesn't like what he sees? What if he's just not good at this or good enough?

He leans forward and presses another kiss to Zizhen's lips before bolting from the bed and the room as fast as his legs could carry him. He knows just where he can go to hide and cry and not be found.

[notaturnip]

"Hey-" Zizhen starts to say softly, seeing the panic begin to blossom in his beloved's eyes, but before he can finish speaking Jingyi is kissing him again and then bolting out of the bed like it's on fire.

"A-Yi!" Zizhen hisses, being careful to keep his voice low, sitting up abruptly and watching him flee the room. He hesitates, wondering if he should go after him again, but after a long moment of debating with himself he decides the kiss was Jingyi's way of saying he still wanted this he just needed to figure some things out.

Or maybe he just wanted to go and jerk off before they went too far, and while Zizhen kind of would like to see that, it's also a step too far even for him, so he flops back against the bed with a world-weary sigh and wonders if he could get away with taking care of his own problem in a room full of disciples.

Probably not.

[graceandguqin]

At precisely five, there's a deep clamor of bells announcing the start of the day. However, Lan Zhan doesn't stir like he normally would as he doesn't hear them. He's tired from the long, emotional journey and the late night of sex, incredibly cozy around his husband, and oddly he isn't hearing any of the normal cues to tell him morning has arrived like the morning lark's call.

At least an hour late, he wakes feeling disoriented. Sitting up he looks around the room confused as to why he wasn't hearing anything. He looks down at Wuxian, but he remembers his husband's condition so he leaves him alone. Carefully, he gets up and dresses so he doesn't wake his spouse.

As he steps around the wooden curtain, he winces. The abrupt wave of sound after the eerie quiet has him putting his hands to his ears. Puzzled, he takes a few steps back toward the other side of the room. Silence again.

Oh no.

He looks at the talisman more carefully and his cheeks flush crimson! He whirls around to look at their son.

[notaturnip]

Yuan is still asleep with the pillow over his head, but at the sound of Hanguang Jun moving around he stirs, pulling his head out and blinking at the older man with sleep-mussed hair. He fights back a yawn.

"Morning." he mumbles, already laying back down - this time with his head on top of the pillow - it's not so noisy he can't sleep through it. Unlike some things.

He's not going to comment on what he heard last night - as far as he's concerned it's their business, and it isn't like he hasn't heard worse. He's a little surprised they would still do it with him in the room, but only because he thought the Lans were more prudish than that, he thinks it's perfectly understandable a couple who've been away from one another, even for just a short amount of time, might want to reunite in such a fashion.

(Wei Ying is, of course, still obliviously snoring away)

[graceandguqin]

Lan Zhan stands rooted where he was utterly mortified with a hand over his mouth and a dark splash of color across his face. Wei Ying has done some things that have been humiliating but this wasn't something that could be blamed on him. Wangji had initiated things, after all. He was the one who hadn't stopped and let Wuxian make the talisman. It was Lan Zhan who had just embarrassed them in front of their son.

Still, he wasn't going to continue to do it. So mustering the shredded remains of his dignity, he bows. "Good morning, A-Yuan. If you need to rest longer, please feel welcome to it. I shall be careful not to bother you." He needed some tea for this..