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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[notaturnip]

Zizhen gasps - Jingyi isn't totally wrong, but to say something like that so bluntly without finding out the situation, he knows it's only going to cause trouble.

Which it does, but thankfully (he thinks?) Jin Ling doesn't manage to actually flee. Zizhen keeps hold of his wrist even after he falls.

"Ling," he says worriedly "Jingyi didn't mean it like that, you know that, it's just... come on, talk to us, there's obviously something going on, we're your friends, we want to help."

~~~

The glowing ball flickers and dies as he flinches at those words.

"I-I'm sorry," he apologises, dropping his hands "I was just.. startled. You... really think I should train as a cultivator?"

He tries to sound excited, pleased, but there's an edge of bitterness that he can't quite fight away - he knows that's not on the cards for him. He won't bring honour to any family, least of all his own, and definitely not the Zheng clan. It hurts to have something dangled in front of him like that, another opportunity he can't take.

[lastjinstanding]

It's really a wonder how these two managed to stay friends all these years without killing each other. Zizhen really has his hands full with their hot-headed personalities.

"You can't! No one can help!" He shouts at them. "There's no one but me!"

Jingyi put a hand to his heart feeling awful for what he said, but not sure what Ling was saying either. "You have your uncle-"

"I had an uncle. He tried to kill me. Remember? Also, what would happen to a small force like the Yunmeng Jiang Clan if someone went after them to get to me? He needs to focus on here and his new life with his bride, not on what's going on with me. I can't be that selfish." Not anymore.

~~~

Lan Zhan remains silent watching the storm of pain on Yuan's face and in his eyes. He knows the excuse is untrue, but doesn't care. It's irrelevant in comparison to the grief.

Zheng Yuan is being abused. Whether it was the clan itself or some other cause, obviously the Chief Cultivator doesn't know but he will. "Do you live with your family?" He asks carefully. If so, the Zheng manor is getting a visitor.

[notaturnip]

Zizhen stares for a moment, a little horrified - it's clear whatever is going on with Jin Ling has been building for a while, he's at breaking point and he feels totally alone, Zizhen can see that in his eyes, hear the desperation in his voice.

"Ling, you have us," he says, soft but certain "even if we can't share any of your burden, you can talk to us about it, maybe there's something we can do to help? The same is true of your uncles, you know... I understand why you might not want to share this with them, but I think they'd want to help you if they could..."

~~~

"I..." he doesn't know how to answer that, he doesn't know why it's being asked. He knows the Zheng family will cover for him if anybody asks questions that's the deal they have with Madame, but he doesn't want to say he lives there and for a visit to be paid, since they would find him very definitely not there.

"I'm very sorry, your excellency, I told Jin-zongzhu I would meet him before we retired for the night and I really ought to go or I will be late," it's a flimsy as hell excuse, and he hates that it might reflect badly on Jin Ling, but he needs to get out of there before any more questions are asked. "This was.. this was very nice. Thank you for your instruction, and your advice. I will.. thank you." He bows deeply and turns to flee.

[lastjinstanding]

He sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping. He put a hand to his forehead and reached to take another (much smaller) sip of his wine. "They would and then they'd get hurt, just like you guys. I really shouldn't even be here but I couldn't miss my uncle's wedding." There would've been way too many questions and hurt feelings from that. He never would've forgiven himself either, though if any gets hurt he likely wouldn't forgive himself for that either.

"And you guys are right. A-Yuan and I didn't meet the way we said. We were just introduced and we really clicked. I knew I was going to get pressured again for a wife and I keep getting put in.. some really uncomfortable situations.. I don't want to get into the details, but he's my date but he's also to help keep everyone off my back. I just didn't think I'd end up liking him as much as I do." It was scary how much he likes him. He gave Jingyi a glare. "And he trusts me and I wasn't creepy about making him sleep! He was really sick and hurting. When he woke from it and I told him, he was relieved and thanked me, you dick."

~~~

In a flash of white silk, Wangji was in front of Zheng Yuan holding a hand up to stop him. For those who knew him (which, Yuan was not) they'd know this wasn't aggressive since Bichen wasn't in the hand he was using to block Yuan's way. However, it likely didn't feel peaceful.

"Is Jin-zongzhu helping or hurting you?"

[notaturnip]

Zizhen definitely notices the comment about them getting hurt, but he decides not to push on that front - that doesn't mean he isn't going to absolutely get to the bottom of this somehow, because if Jin Ling is in some kind of danger, they're not going to let him go through it alone.

At least they're learning more about what's going on with Yuan, though. His explanation is still curiously vague, but it's far more believable than the two dire bears story.

"So he's sort of a fake date but also you actually really like him?" He clarifies, sounding intrigued "Maybe you should tell him, if he trusts you that much, you should trust him too and tell him how you feel.. maybe he feels the same?"

Yes, Zizhen has gone from being suspicious of Yuan to wanting to encourage this. He's a hopeless romantic.

~~~

Yuan stops short when there's a sudden flurry of white in front of him, almost yelping and very definitely cringing away with his arms half-raised defensively on instinct before he can stop himself. They fall, though, at the question, and the flash of fear on his face gives way to something that's almost indignation, his response is firm and immediate.

"A-Ling would never hurt me."

[lastjinstanding]

He could totally take on two dire bears! Sure, he'd have his ass kicked by it, but he'd be the one left standing-ish!

"It's.. sort of, but it's complicated. You guys really can't tell anyone about this though. Please promise me you'll help Zheng Yuan and I keep up appearances?"

Great, they go from talking about how he's physically in danger to talking about him needing to make a love confession. He also just gave away far too much information and his idiot friends could slip up and ruin him and Yuan.

"Are you blushing?" Jingyi asks with a snicker.

"No!" He was totally blushing.

"I knew you were smitten! I knew it! Didn't I tell you Zizhen!" Jingyi giggles. "I said, you two were being so cute together and you were being weird and gentle and- ow!"

Jin Ling is crimson as he dives around the table and tackles Jingyi like they were kids instead of full grown, supposedly mature, adults. "Shut up!"

~~~

Lan Zhan lowers his head and nods. "Good, that part is true."

He steps aside so Yuan can leave. However as he is almost past him, Wangji adds, "Your second practice will be here tomorrow after lunch. Don't be late."

[notaturnip]

"I promise!" Zizhen says immediately - Jin Ling is his friend, he does actually want to help him. Even if he does intend to get to the bottom of whatever danger he's in. And whatever 'complicated' means.

Right now, though, he feels as though Jin Ling has given them enough and he deserves the reward of some more light hearted teasing, so he giggles dutifully when Jingyi starts in on how smitten he was, and Jin Ling of course absolutely confirms it by tackling him, which has Zizhen breaking out into full on laughter.

~~~

Yuan nods, trying not to be terrified by that statement - has Lan Wangji seen through him that easily? How is he ever supposed to do this for Jin Ling if he can't fool a single person? Still, at least he's being allowed to pass, so he goes...

And nearly trips over when the chief cultivator speaks again. Second practice? Is he offering... no, outright saying that he's going to teach him? It's intimidating as hell and a terrible idea but it's also a literal dream come true from the chief cultivator himself and there's no way he's turning it down.

"Yes, Hanguang Jun." He agrees with a bow before he leaves.

He only really makes it as far as round a corner or two before he's leaning against the nearest wall with his eyes closed and sighing loudly. He doesn't know how to feel, but whatever he's feeling, it's a lot.

[lastjinstanding]

When Jin Ling leaves his friends later, he feels light in a way he hadn't in a very long time. He almost wants to go back to Wei Wuxian's room just to apologize, but there's someone else he wants to find instead. He's drunk, in a good mood, and he wants his Yuan.

After such a long and rough day, fortune smiles upon them. Jin Ling rounds a corner and spots the man in teal, gold, and white leaning against a wall. Breaking into a bright smile, he hurries forward. "A-Yuan!" He calls, quickly moving toward him. He slows as he notices the beautiful man doesn't look too happy. "Are you alright?"

[ooc: Lmk if you want WWX/ LWJ to talk!]

[notaturnip]

His eyes flick open at the sound of his name and he looks over to see Jin Ling rushing towards him. He feels a flood of relief and shame all at once, but the need for his comfort overrides all of it, and he shoved himself away from the wall and into the younger man's arms.

He hugs him tightly and buries his face in his shoulder, unbelievably glad at how happy he was to see him and horribly guilty as well.

"I'm sorry, I think I made a mistake," he mumbles, burying his face in Jin Ling's shoulder.

_{[that would be good!]}

[lastjinstanding]

Worry sweeps through him as he realizes just how long he's left the poor fellow alone. That had been incredibly wrong. He wraps his arms around his.. no, pet wasn't right anymore.. he wasn't sure what was. His something. Something precious.

Dread touches his heart at Yuan's words, but he rubs his back lightly. "It's okay. We'll fix it. Whatever it is, A-Yuan. It'll be okay, I promise."

~~~

Wangji returns to his room he's sharing with his husband. He knows how much it means to Wuxian when he realized his brother kept it the same all these years instead of redecorated like he'd claimed. It was another good lesson in how well Jiang Cheng hides his heart, but loves deeply. Wangji smirks to himself. If he wasn't so volatile he could almost pass as a Lan.

He steps into the room and crosses over to the table to start making tea, setting out two cups.

[notaturnip]

"It's not... I'm sorry, I don't mean to worry you, I can deal with it, I just need to..." he tries to explain, panic rising a little in his voice. He stops himself, clings to Jin Ling and takes a deep, calming breath. He knows he should explain properly so Jin Ling can assess how much of a problem this really is. He pulls back, just slightly, enough to look up at the younger man.

"I ran into his excellency, it was... it was very pleasant, at first, I complimented his playing and he asked if I played qin, he asked me to show him and gave me some tips on my playing. Then he asked about cultivation... I told him I'd never trained and he asked me to... he told me what to do and I.. I made this glowing ball of energy..." he can't help the tiniest hint of excitement that creeps into his voice at that, because he is still amazed he did it "he said I should be trained... but I panicked, I wasn't sure what to do. He asked if I lived with my family... I think he suspects something but I don't know what and he told me to meet him tomorrow after lunch for more practice and it's wonderful but I think he will realise I'm not what I say I am and-"

He takes another breath.

"I'm sorry. I'll find some excuse to avoid him, I just hope it will not reflect badly on you." That's the most important thing here, he can't give anything away, he can't ruin this for Jin Ling.

~~~

"Lan Zhan!" His husband might be a little bit tipsy. But he's been worrying about Jin Ling ever since his nephew left and he's very glad to see the other man back. He shoves himself up so he can drape himself over Wangji - intruding on the tea making, yes, but he thinks he'll be forgiven.

"Where have you been?"

[lastjinstanding]

Of all the people for Yuan to run into..

Still, he raises his hand and touches Yuan's cheek gently. "It'll be okay," he assures him again. "He sees a lot but he doesn't share much. His husband cares about me, so if anything they're going to confront me, but please don't worry. Whatever he suspects won't be public. As scary as he is.. and he is.. he might be the best person this to have happened with."

He leans in and gives Yuan a soft kiss. "And that's amazing you were able to access your core, lovely!" Lovely! He could use that one. Yuan certainly was lovely in every way. "I'll help you learn more and you can't miss out if he's willing to teach you something. I'd never hold you back from that."

~~~

Lan Zhan tries not to show it, but he loves the way his husband tends to greet him like an exuberant labrador. He moves one hand so he can wrap it around Wuxian's waist. It's both to guide him to his lap and prevent him from knocking things over on the table.

"I've been talking with Zheng Yuan, your nephew's guest."

[notaturnip]

He was so desperately perfect that it made Yuan's heart ache. The fact that Yuan may have made a terrible mistake and all he's doing is being sweet and reassuring and calling him lovely.

"How are you so wonderful?" He asks helplessly, leaning in to kiss him. He feels as though all he's done is cause him trouble but he's still as charming and perfect as ever. It's just not fair. He doesn't want to ever leave his side, but he knows he's going to have to.

~~~

Wuxian settles comfortably in his husband's lap and leans up to kiss him on the cheek. His eyes light up with intrigue at the comment and he tilts his head curiously.

"Oh? And what is your assessment, is he good enough for my nephew do you think?"

[lastjinstanding]

As Ling kisses his love, he argues in his head over which one of them is wonderful. There is something very special about Yuan to make Ling fall this hard, so fast for him. All those doubts he is supposed to have for him and worries over if this is real, he can't quite remember in this moment. All he can think about is making Yuan feel better. (Well.. and getting his robes off. Ling isn't that perfect! Can he do him here against the wall?).

He breaks the kiss and grabs Yuan's hand. With a devilish grin, he says, "Let's get you back to your room before I do something even more shameful here in public with you. There was the 'extra delivery' with your meal tonight wasn't there?"

~~~

Lan Zhan purposefully keeps his husband waiting while he pours his tea and sets the teapot down. He picks up the teacup and takes a sip. He sets the cup down again. All the while, knowing he's driving his impatient beau crazy.

Oh? Was he supposed to be answering something? That's right. He'll do that now.

"He has secrets but Jin Ling seems to be helping him with them."

[notaturnip]

Going back to his area of expertise is, as long as it's Jin Ling, absolutely fine with him. He never thought he'd actually want someone this much. He squeezes the hand held in his own and nods, his own wicked grin in place.

"Mmhmm, I have it," he confirms. It's still tucked in his sleeve, in fact, and he really wouldn't have complained if Jin Ling did want to use it right here - but they've pushed things too far already today, better retreat to the safety of his room. "Let's go."

~~~

Wuxian's pout grows as his husband refuses to answer, and he almost reaches the point of squirming in his lap by the time he actually speaks. When he does, though, his eyes widen and he freezes.

"Secrets? Ah, Lan Zhan, what secrets? What is Zheng-gongzi hiding? Did-" he stops. The final pieces click into place and he grabs the front of Lan Zhan's robes urgently "He's the one A-Ling was talking about!"

He doesn't explain right away, however, because the truth of the situation hits him and he can't help himself, he starts cackling wildly, burying his face in his husband's chest as his shoulders shake with mirth.

His nephew brought a prostitute to Jiang Cheng's wedding

[lastjinstanding]

Technically Jin Ling has his own room, but it is purely for appearances. He never intended to use it. There was always the off chance he would piss Yuan off though and would have to sleep there a night, but he knew he would want to be in Yuan's arms every night.

They barely make it into the room before Ling is peeling Yuan out of his robes and kissing him hungrily. No care at all is taken in draping them this time as Ling is far too focused on lovelier, more important things. "I've been thinking about being with you all day!" He groans, yanking Yuan's underrobe off.

~~~

That gets Lan Zhan to stop. He watches Wuxian confused but waits as his dumb husband has a laughing fit in his lap. What the hell?

This is why he detested gossiping. He has been attempting to get just a little better at it because his husband enjoyed it so much, but really he prefers to let people handle their own businesses. In this case, though, they are dealing with a youth who is loosely connected to him, so he's more curious than normal. Jin Ling wasn't one of his disciples but at this point, Lan Zhan is about that level of invested in his well being.

"What is it?" He asks, clearly not understanding the joke.

[notaturnip]

Yuan laughs as Jin Ling practically pounces on him, managing to grab the oil from his sleeve just before the robes are tossed aside, but he throws it onto the bed behind him for the moment so he can get his hands on Jin Ling and divest him of his robes in turn.

It's easy to forget all of his troubles and concerns for now and just let himself be carried away with desire and love for the beautiful man currently looking at him like he's the most wonderful thing in the world.

"I've been thinking about you, too" he confesses.

~~~

"Zhe-Zheng Yuan," he manages to get out through his giggles "He's- He's-"

Nope, he can't say it, give him a minute.

Eventually he manages to get control of himself and straightens up, still holding onto Lan Zhan's robes with amusement sparkling in his eyes.

"Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan. The young man that Jin Ling has chosen to accompany him to his beloved uncle's wedding is being paid to do it. That boy is a prostitute." He announces. Then pauses and his amusement fades a little, remembering his nephew's distress "one that A-Ling has only gone and fallen in love with, I think."

[lastjinstanding]

Jin Ling tosses his robes somewhere behind him too, remaining in only his trousers before gently pushing Yuan down onto the bed. He crawls over him and kisses him open mouthed down his chest and along his stomach. He looks up at Yuan with a smirk and continues downward. Through the last piece of silk separating them, he mouths the other young man's cock, letting his tongue get the fabric wet.

~~~

He frowns hearing this strange news. There are several parts to it. The first being how much of an embarrassment this will be if it gets out to Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling, not to mention dangerous for Zheng Yuan. Secondly, there is a boy suffering here who falls under the promise Wuxian and Lan Zhan made to help the poor and seek righteousness all of their lives. Lastly, somehow Wuxian's nephew has learned this virtue and has put himself in a giant mess (also something he likely picked up from his uncle).

"I believe the feeling is mutual."

[notaturnip]

Yuan lies back on the bed, sliding his fingers into Jin Ling's hair as he works his way down his chest, head falling back as he sighs with pleasure.

He moans, though, at the damp press of Jin Ling's mouth against his cock, even through the fabric it makes his whole body shudder. Yuan has gone down on plenty of men in his time, but nobody had ever returned the favour.

"A-Ling..." he breathes desperately.

~~~

Wei Wuxian sobers up a little as the assorted implications begin to dawn on him, as well - there's an awful, awful lot that could go wrong for Jin Ling in this situation. Wei Wuxian thinks it's hilarious, yes, but that doesn't mean he wants to see anybody get hurt.

"You think so?" He asks thoughtfully. He trusts his husband's judgement, and if the boys love each other, well, of all the people in the world who are going to support love against all odds, it's Wuxian and Wangji.

"We're going to need to intervene, I think."

[lastjinstanding]

Ling's lips curl into a grin as he hears Yuan's tone change to something more urgent. He had a feeling this might be a first as he figured no one else would be willing to do this for a man of the night. Little did Yuan know, those days were already behind him. He was with where he belonged and would never go back to that horrible place or those nasty people. He'd never be touched again by anyone who didn't love him with all of their heart. There were some details left to work out, but those were unimportant. Yuan was what was important.

He pulls back briefly, just long enough to draw Yuan's trousers off hips hips and down his legs. He kisses along Yuan's thighs, reaching up and wrapping his hand around his length. He mouths against his sack underneath, gently sucking an orb.

~~~

Lan Zhan watches his husband's emotions, trying to keep up with them. It was always fascinating how obvious they were but they were also confusing. They were just so many and were loud and they often conflicted.

He nods, but looks a bit uncertain. "This might be enough for your brother to disown him if he finds out." As much as Jiang Cheng loved Jin Ling, bringing a prostitute to his wedding was a disgraceful enough act that it might push him past the point of forgiveness.

"We'll need to be very careful, Wei Ying. What do you know so far? I know very little other than the emotion he displayed when Jin Ling was brought up." It was a gut feeling too, but Lan Zhan trusted it. Yuan wouldn't have defended the sect leader so vehemently and automatically as an act.

[notaturnip]

Yuan is vaguely conscious that he's going to pull Jin Ling's hair if he's not careful, so he drops one of his hands to the sheets, fingers digging in as Jin Ling begins to pleasure him with hands and mouth. He moans again, head falling back against the bed as he fights to keep his hips steady and not jerk up into his lover's touch.

It is, he thinks, another memory he'll treasure for the rest of his life - he still thinks this is fleeting, a dream he must wake from soon, but he's going to memorise every second of it before he does.

~~~

"He might be forced to..." it's a difficult one, honestly, Wei Wuxian doesn't know if Jiang Cheng's fear of what people think will push him that far - it's what drove him to do what he did back when he was the Yiling Patriarch, but would it drive him to distance himself from the boy he practically helped raise? It might, he seriously worries it might.

"I don't know much," he admits "Rulan came to me to ask how one went about freeing a prostitute... that's about the extent of it. He was.. distressed. He asked me how you knew you could trust me and I don't think I gave him the answer he wanted to hear."

He rubs a finger over his nose, thoughtful.

"Maybe we should talk to them both in private, see what we can do to help them. If we can keep this from getting out, help Jin Ling rescue him.. there must be something we can do...."

Zheng Yuan... the boy's name was Yuan. His heart hurts and he feels like he needs to do this.

[lastjinstanding]

Jin Ling hasn't been with nearly as many people as Yuan has, obviously, but he's been with a few- a couple girls and a couple boys. He knows from what they did for him what feels good, so he was going by instinct and reversing his own experience to guide him. So he's immensely pleased when he gets the positive reactions from Yuan that he's clearly enjoying what Ling's doing.

He releases Yuan's ball with a lewd 'pop' and slithers his tongue up the underside of his cock. When he reaches the head, he swirls his tongue around it a couple times before running the flat wide surface lap it in between his lips. He sucks softly at first, getting used to both the taste and the feel of a cock in his mouth, something he hadn't tried before and immediately deciding he'd been missing out on. The weight and musk was thrilling and was far more erotic an experience than he would've expected. Who knew giving could be this enjoyable?

~~~

Lan Zhan's frown deepens when he hears Wuxian doesn't think he gave Ling what he needed.

"Why would he go to you for help before Jiang Cheng?" He asks, more to himself than to Wuxian. "He hasn't reached out in the past three years for anything. I've heard Sandu Shengshou complain about how little Jin Ling has contacted him or asked for his advice. Why would he ask you if he could trust someone? Why would he bring a prostitute here and risk all of this?"

Something wasn't adding up. "Did something happen with him and Jiang Cheng?"

[notaturnip]

"Oh, gods..." Yuan groans as Jin Ling's lips close around him, the sensation is heavenly - he can understand why so many men want this from him, now.

"A-Ling," he breathes "that feels so good... "

His grip in the sheets tightens.

~~~

"Because I'm a font of wisdom! I'm also far more worldly than Jiang Cheng," Wei Wuxian protests with an exaggerated pout.

Only... well, he does have a point...

"You think he's done it deliberately? That he's trying to get back at Cheng for something?" He frowns "Lan Zhan this is all a mess...."

[lastjinstanding]

Jin Ling is loving both the feel in his mouth and the sounds Yuan was making. He hums as his lips slip messily downward, taking more of Yuan's length in the heat of his mouth before he bobs his head back up. He stops just shy of the tip before pushing himself to take Yuan even deeper than before.

He doesn't know quite how Yuan looks up at him and gets his eyelashes to seem so seductive, but he tilts his head upward to see if he can catch the other man's gaze. He thinks he's doing it for Yuan, but instead he sees his partner so swept up in pleasure he stares in amazement. He suddenly understood all the insane things Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji did all those years ago. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for Yuan.

He fumbles around for the oil. He needs this man!

~~~

Lan Zhan nods. "Either that or Sandu Shengshou did something to hurt him." It would've had to be something bad enough that he'd believed at the time he couldn't trust anyone enough even to go to a family function unless he was in complete control. The fact that he'd fallen in love with the person he'd tried to control could be simply a complication of the original plan.

Given Jin Ling's character from when he was younger though, the deliberate retaliation idea did seem slightly more likely. Still for the boy to go to this level of self-destructive behavior out of spite, Jiang Cheng had to have done something pretty bad.

"Which one should we speak with first?"

[notaturnip]

Yuan happens to look down again in time to see Jin Ling looking up at him with such an amazed expression that his breath catches.

The words I love you threaten to trip off his tongue and he swallows them back, but he does give him a breathless grin before letting his head fall back again with a moan - he's almost dizzy with how good it feels to have Jin Ling's mouth wrapped around him, and he doesn't know if he's going to last if this keeps up much longer.

~~~

"Jin Ling," Wuxian decides after a long moment "I'd say Jiang Cheng but... this is his wedding, if we can resolve this without bothering him we should probably at least try."

He pauses, considers the possibility that he's done something terrible to their nephew.

"And if we need to yell at him afterwards, we can do that too."

The important thing was helping Jin Ling and his... friend