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It was really the most pleasant cursed and haunted forest Wei Wuxian had ever visited.

He swung his flute by his hip as he walked, relishing the pleasure of the warm sunshine dappled through the leaves. Birds and squirrels moved through the upper branches, seeming to be unbothered by the supposed legendary beast that stalked the forest.

In the village, the waiter at the inn had told him that everyone in the region feared the ancient forest, which was the home of a ravenous beast. It was a gigantic monster, twenty feet tall and covered in spikes, and it regularly stole and ate both babies and virgins. (Of course, the waiter didn't know anyone personally who had been eaten, but his cousin's mother-in-law had it on very good authority.) Even renowned cultivators who had come to vanquish the beast had been driven away or never been seen again.

Wei Wuxian had thanked the waiter and then made his way straight to the monster's forest. So far, no monsters. No people, either. Just a nice, quiet forest stroll up the slope of the mountainside.

After Wei Wuxian had walked for an hour or so without seeing anything but gentle wild animals, he caught a glimpse of a rooftop through the trees. It was a pagoda rooftop like a temple, carved of pale and delicate stone that looked like jade, though the expense of jade on a rooftop was unimaginable. Wei Wuxian guessed that this was the retreat of some reclusive cultivator who did not wish to be disturbed by the petty bumbling of common folk, and that was why they had created the rumors.

It would have been polite, he supposed, to go away at that point. He was not invited. But he was very curious, and the glimpse he had of the rooftop made him curious. As he climbed further, he found a wall and followed it for some time without finding a gate.

His curiosity was greater than his caution. Climbing the wall, he swung up over the top of it and dropped into the mysterious castle complex.

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Pretending to be a fox, he gives him licks on his cheeks and pressed his fox body close to him, giving him comfort, allowing him to feel his soft fur and have him hold him close. He can sense the young man has experienced a lack of love, fear, and terror before, and Lan Zhan finds in his heart wanting to comfort him, sensing his wish for affection, which he happily gives without any expectation at all.

All the hugs and kisses stirred a feeling of fondness and affection in his heart for him, if anything an ache, wanting to be closer, but he wants to be patient and nurture his trust first. He lets Wei Ying hold him, letting him play and gradually becomes comfortable in his form, being a soft and warm animal. He makes yips and barks, as he licks him on the cheek and rubs his head and fox ears against his touches.

Wei Ying laughed as the two of them cuddled, especially when Lan Zhan made his little fox yipping noises, and kept on petting and ruffling Lan Zhan. He tickled the soft fur of his chest and belly, scratching under his chin and laughing again at how cute his face looked.

Relaxing as they cuddled, Wei Ying watched him, soothed by his presence and the warm weight against his chest. He scratched at Lan Zhan's ears and trace his fingertip around the lines of his face, admiring the pristine beauty of his white fur. "You're so beautiful, Lan Zhan. Fox or man. So pretty. So cute." He tapped his fingertip against Lan Zhan's nose, then laughed. "Lan Zhaaan. My little fox."

Lan Zhan curls up with him, if anything, given the indulgence to be treated like a pet and let Wei Ying explored his fox body, like a puff of cloud on his lap, feeling comfortable.

It feels different to share a side of himself with someone he trusts, and he learns to trusts him. It's this castle and form that is his simple secret. Wei Ying is no longer his guest anymore, but a friend.

After a while, the fox hopped off to collect his robes and in a glow of blue light, transforms back into a man so he could speak properly using vocal cords.

"Do you really mean that? That you found me beautiful in both forms...?"

Wei Ying felt a little bit of an ache in his heart when the fox jumped down. He felt lonely and cold, even though the cuddling had been soothing. It had just made all the more apparent to him that he was painfully lonely, and he wanted to clutch Lan Zhan back again.

Sitting up, he bent one knee up and rested his arms on it, then propped his chin on his arms. "Of course, Lan Zhan. Don't you know? You are unfairly pretty. It is like I said, if you went into town you'd be buried in a shower of flowers. People would fall in love with you on sight. And as a fox, everyone would be overcome by the desire to pick you up and ruffle your little ears."

Lan Zhan knows of his beauty. He sees himself in the mirror every day, but mirrors don't talk. Mirrors don't admire. Each word he says fills the loneliness and emptiness inside. He noticed Wei Ying has a gift and talent. He's not above vain and selfish, as he truly wanted to admire and be affectionate to Wei Ying in return without much expectation. But now he's overcoming by the desire to claim him as his own.

He wants him to keep on talking. "Ridiculous...a shower of flowers indeed." However, upon putting on his robes, he didn't bother tying it up, letting it open loosely to show his bare chest.

"I don't want people." He stated simply as he sauntered, slow and relaxed, to Wei Ying sitting on the chair. "I want you. To do that to me and you on my bed of flowers."

Leaning forward, titling aside as he's closing the distance between them. "I want you on my bed as my lover." He said and then claims his lips in a kiss.

Wei Ying did his best to keep his eyes on Lan Zhan's face as he dressed, though he couldn't help noticing that Lan Zhan's body was as beautiful as his face. It was a relief once he had his clothes back on, though the bare chest was still a distraction.

His lips parted in surprise as Lan Zhan came closer, speaking such intense things to him, that he wanted only Wei Ying, and on a bed of flowers. Sitting up a little straighter, Wei Ying stared at him, eyes going wide when Lan Zhan said he wanted him as a lover.

Thrills went through Wei Ying's body at the sudden kiss. Surprised and aroused but not quite sure how he felt about any of it, Wei Ying pulled back from the kiss, staring at Lan Zhan in confusion.

The feeling of his warm, soft lips when he pressed against them softly stirred a desire within him, a rush of emotion, passion and intense rush to his belly and to his loins.

But then seeing he was sitting stiffly with eyes wide in reaction and confusion, Lan Zhan pulled away to break the kiss and felt rejected. He sees the uncertainty in his eyes and didn't want to force or press it. If anything, he feels hurt and angry at himself for giving him such a kiss without asking. It's happened too fast.

"...My apologies." Then turning aside, he backs away and fastens his robes.

Wei Wuxian has never been kissed before, and he never expected his first kiss to be stolen by a beautiful and immortal fox spirit. It’s deeply flattering and sweet, even if the kiss was stolen.

Lan Wangji apologizes and turns away, and the moment is past. Wei Wuxian doesn’t know what to say, and he’s always been better at dismissing complicated things rather than dwelling on them. Lan Zhan apologized, so he’s not going to immediately do it again, so there’s no need to worry about it. Wei Ying pushes it all from his mind and stands. “Lan Zhan, I’m hungry. What’s for lunch? What do you eat, anyway? Is it people? Don’t eat me, Lan Zhan.” He goes over to Lan Zhan’s side, standing close. He has no fear of his host, even though he’s a powerful immortal and despite the unwanted kiss.

Lan Zhan inwardly feels more rejected and depressed as Wei Ying pretended the kiss didn't happen and didn't acknowledge it nor did he picked up his cues to seduce him. His heartbeat slowed and Lan Zhan's fixes his robe neatly to the best that he could. The mood is killed and thus, the romance dies.

Going too fast, he wanted Wei Ying to be ready and be certain of his feelings. But he didn't bolt from fear or ran away from him yet. He wanted food, so Lan Zhan quickly collects himself, still pink to the tip of his ears.

"Dinner...going to cook dinner in the kitchen." He said distantly as he tries to head over to one of the bathrooms to take a quick cold shower to relieve the growing heat that suddenly overcame him, then heads over to the kitchen eventually. "You can explore the castle in the meantime."

Wei Ying stayed in the library instead, wondering. Lan Zhan had been so distant as he left, and it left Wei Ying feeling lonely.

He curled up in the chair with a book, wishing he had Lan Zhan's soft fox body in his arms. He imagined the fox lifting its head to lick his lips, and then shifting into Lan Zhan in his lap, naked and warm, claiming Wei Ying's mouth with his own.

Flushed and embarrassed at his own thoughts, Wei Ying tried to focus on the book but could only think of Lan Zhan. He wondered why Lan Zhan had gone to cook now, when meals had seemed to appear magically before, and suspected it was only that Lan Zhan wanted to be away from him.

Lan Zhan initially felt embarrassed for feeling that way toward a human to steal a kiss from him and ask him to share a bed, hinting he wanted him as a mate. He didn't word it properly. In his shyness, he forgotten to will away his fox ears and tail while he hurries to the kitchen to make dinner. His heart racing, wanting badly to impress him with his good cooking. Wei Ying likes his dinner and his belly full, doesn't he?

Lan Zhan set up dinner just like before on the table. When he goes to search for Wei Ying and found him in the library, hopefully, the dinner and liquor will make up for the kiss and this dreadful misunderstanding, and make Wei Ying like him more. Cooking in the kitchen and setting up an elaborate meal helps feel better, and Wei Ying will be impressed with him.

As he stood by the door of his library, gently in a soft tone, inviting. "Wei Ying...? Wei Ying. Come eat dinner with me. I make it for you. I don't eat people. I eat chickens and dinner that I cook. I have liquor too."

Wei Ying smiled as he looked up to see Lan Zhan in the doorway, looking almost shy and being so polite. “Lan Wangji,” he said, setting aside his reading and getting up. He came over to stand before Lan Zhan, smiling fondly up at him. “How you spoil me! Chicken and liquor. You still have your ears. I’m going to be tempted to ruffle them.” Lifting his hands, he made playful little grabby motions as if he was going to tweak the ears, which was partly a way to ask permission to touch them again.

Being a fox, he sees Wei Ying doesn't fear him or at least be at all the upset and screaming in terror. He is in fact, smiling and happy to see him again. He thought he'll be running away by now, heading for the hills, grabbing that promised horse outside and will tell wild tales of his one night stay in a mysterious castle.

Seeing he still remains and wanted to stay, golden eyes gazing fixed and almost with a yearning look for his company, for he found this human warm radiating from him. "...Mn." So he bends over, willingly lets Wei Ying to reach for his ears and pets him as his ears are pointy with tuffs of white fair against his black hair.

While he was bowing, "Dinner is being served in the dining room, Wei Ying. Liquor for you. It's called Emperor Smiles." He said, still polite, perhaps stiffly so, and then offers his hand to take his.

Wei Ying gladly took the opportunity to ruffle his ears, enjoying how someone as elegant and proper as Lan Wangji could look so silly when his ears were played with. Letting go after a moment, Wei Ying accepted the hand he was offered so that they could go to the dining room. "You're going to spoil me, Lan Zhan," he flirted. "Dinner and liquor, and good company. Are you trying to make sure that I never want to leave? It's working."

He gasped and remarked with awe as he saw the dinner, letting go of Lan Zhan's hand and going forward to the table so that he could admire all the dishes. Sitting down, he helped himself at once, making noises of pleasure as he tasted the delicious food and liquor. "Ah, Lan Zhan! You really are an excellent cook, and this liquor is the best I have ever tasted."

It finally dawn upon Lan Zhan that in order to warm Wei Ying up to him, he must be in his fox form or appearing as a outworldly human, he must have his fox ears and tail out, so that Wei Ying can pet him as much as he likes. While he's certainly not a pet, but perhaps his softness and tenderness that is most pleasing to him.

He made up his mind if he could gently convince Wei Ying to be his mate, but must do so slowly. "I want you to stay with me." He answered, as he takes his hand to lead him the way to the dining room, where the room is warm with glowing candlelight. On the banquet, a feast fit for the imperial nobles awaits him. Just like the night before and just as grand.

He sat next to him. Pours liquor in his cup whenever he wishes for a drink. As Wei Ying dine and feasted, Lan Zhan summons his guqin and the instrument appears in a flash of blue light with just a wave of his hand. Each time his slender fingers pluck a string, a note vibrates as he entertains him with his song, hoping he finds his music pleasing.

"This is the song of rain falling in spring. I composed this myself when I find the rain refreshing."

All this care and generosity is like nothing Wei Ying has ever experienced before. Though his shijie was always kind and generous, taking care of him, she was always limited by what she could do without their parents noticing, and she was always careful never to show favoritism between him and Jiang Cheng. Lan Zhan has no such limitations to his generosity, and there is no one to compete for his attention.

He eats gratefully, enjoying the exquisite food and drink, and Lan Zhan plays music for him, which is so lovely that it makes Wei Ying's heart ache.

Lan Zhan wants him as a lover, and in the face of all this food and the delicious liquor, with Lan Zhan close to him playing the guqin to please him, Wei Ying is sorely tempted. He can stay here. He can have this all the time. A beautiful immortal wants to court him.

"Drink with me, Lan Zhan," Wei Ying coaxes, once the song has finished.

Turning to him, he wants to eat and drink, sharing the bountiful food. All of this attention being lavished on him to court him and to spark his desires, fulfilling his every needs.

"Mn." He reaches over to have a drink with him. One cup becomes two, then three, then becomes a whole jar gone. Eating and drinking the night away with such merriment. Until belly becomes heavy and full with food and drinks.

Attempting again as the first time he failed, Lan Zhan reaches out for him, arms encircle around Wei Ying and he nuzzles against his jawline, ears in submission as his puff tails sway lazily, inviting Wei Ying to pet and touch.

"...Pet me?" He murmured, voice inviting him to play with him as he never played with a human-like this before and the pets and touches from before actually felt quite nice, that he wondered if Wei Ying is wiling to stroke his ears and tail again.

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Wei Ying has been drinking heavily, so he’s already a little off-balance as Lan Zhan reaches for him. He leans into Lan Zhan’s chest, slightly bewildered as to how he got here. It doesn’t seem like a problem, though. Lan Zhan is warm and soft, so why shouldn’t they cuddle a bit if it feels nice? He relaxes into Lan Zhan’s arms, reaching up to play gently with his soft ears, running them between his fingers and massaging gently at the delicate skin. After a minute, he realizes that Lan Zhan is looking at him, and their faces are very close as he does this. It would be very easy to kiss him again.

Blushing, he ducked his head, nuzzling at Lan Zhan’s shoulder, and started petting at the soft tail in his lap, hugging it and then methodically smoothing all the fur as though he’d mussed it with the hug.

Lan Zhan continues to hold him in his arms, nuzzling on his jawline skin to skin as Wei Ying pets his ears and tails, feeling the softness and warmth of the tail. Holding Wei Ying close to his chest where his heart is beating, which brings Lan Zhan peace and serenity, but not kissing him yet.

Noticing Wei Ying is heavy and inebriated with drink, Lan Zhan needs to lead him to the bed where they can be comfortable. "...You drank a lot. You need to rest."

The next moment, he lifted Wei Ying up in his arms easily as if he's a lightweight, carrying him bridal style to carry him out of the dining room and into the halls. "To your bedroom." He explains.

Wei Ying squawks with surprise as he is lifted, but after blinking a few times, he decides this is nice. Lan Zhan carries him so easily, which makes sense because he’s a deity of some level, and Wei Ying feels even more pampered.

The day had been so very unexpected. Wei Wuxian had started the day merely hoping to be allowed to stay and explore a little longer, and now he had swayed the heart of a beautiful and generous immortal. Travel, food, and luxury was all his for the asking.

But it wasn’t entirely without conditions, and Wei Wuxian did not want to unfairly take advantage.

“Lan Zhan.” He rested his hand over Lan Wangji’s heart. “Will you give me a few days to get used to the idea of being your lover?”

At first, Lan Zhan didn't answer, since he is quite drunk himself. "..." Lan Zhan has taken him to one of the bedrooms and gently lay him on the bed, pulling the blanket aside, and over him to keep warm.

He yawns drowsily, heavy with drink and sleep. All of his tails unfurled and with a lazy swish and sway, he curls up against him on the bed if only to catch and inhale his scent, and hugs him tightly, tails lazily curl around and tucked between his legs.

The fox immortal is now enamored with him. "Lover...? Lover. Few days...? Days." Taking the hand on his heart, he kisses it, a gentleman type of kiss.

"I like you." He whispered sleepily close to his ear as he nuzzles him.

Wei Ying is hopelessly charmed by this sweet, gentle, beautiful man. Cuddling gladly into Lan Zhan’s arms, he enjoys being held. It’s hard to mind when Lan Zhan is so warm and protective and smells so good. Petting the tails, he smooths them over himself like a blanket, trying to wrap himself up in Lan Zhan as much as possible. He barely knows his host, after a single day’s acquaintance, but he wants to stay and to be close to him. “I like you, too, Lan Zhan.”

Likewise, Lan Zhan is charmed by this handsome boy who deserved to be treated and pampered by him every day if he could help it. He finds his lithe body soft to hold as he curls up with him as his long tails curls and hugs around him with such a gentle softness, keeping him warm.

Though he dare not kiss him again unless it's wanted. Lan Zhan wanted to prove he's a gentleman where he's more interested in him and not just after his body. So Lan Zhan allows him to pet him, keeping him warm for the night, wrapping him up protectively like a promise.

However, when it comes to love, that's something he cannot press until one day Wei Ying comes to love him on his own.

"Mn. Sleep. Rest. No bad dreams may follow you here. Tomorrow, we'll read books in the library again."

"I'd like that, Lan Zhan," Wei Ying murmured. He sighed once, then drifted off to sleep, cozy and safe in Lan Zhan's arms and feeling cherished in a way that he never had in his life.

It still seemed almost too good to be true, that such a beautiful and gentle immortal would be charmed by him, but Wei Ying had never been one to resist temptation, and he felt confident that he could get himself out of trouble if he needed to. Lan Zhan seemed earnest and trustworthy, and Wei Ying wanted to trust him. He wanted to be courted by him, and, maybe, to be his lover. "Lan Zhan," he murmured again, already half asleep. "What are you, really? A fox spirit, or a deity?"

Lan Zhan is curled up with him, keeping him warm with his body and tails. Stroking through his hair, decide to tell him a bit about himself. Smiling and flirting him as he sleeps.

"I'm a fox fairy, Wei Ying. A húli jīng. A fox spirit. My clan is a fox village in Cloud Recesses. However no humans have ever step foot in the village unless they married into the clan. I suppose I'm equal to a local deity of the forest, but my powers aren't the same as an immortal or celestial. I couldn't defeat a dragon if I tried. I am mostly content in studying the art of cultivation and tending to my garden and the forests here."

Slender fingers slide through Wei Ying's long locks of hair and bangs, twirling his fingers around his hair, admiring his handsomeness and even the downy eyelashes. "When a human falls in love with a húli jīng, a huli jing can hear their thoughts and wishes even if they're apart."

Lan Zhan place a hand on Wei Ying's heart. "I feel your wishes here, Wei Ying."