Wei YIng | Wei Wuxian | Yiling Patriarch (
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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.
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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Lan Zhan's usual stoic expression becomes besotted, his eyes full of love and adoration. "Wei Ying, my heart." He lifts him up in his arms and holds him tight, as he carries him up and towards to his bedroom.
Lan Zhan's bedroom is elegant and magnificent, quite luxurious. The lonely fox spirit has collected antiques and art from different civilizations to decorate in his room, a curious mix of western, middle east, and oriental goods of art. Robes and clothes carelessly stripped off and left on the floor as he carefully placed Wei Ying on the bed and pounces on him.
His tails unfurled, his fox ears prominent, as he greets his lover with playful growls, kisses, and bites to mark on his pale skin as he pins him down on the bed. "Wei Ying." He murmured his name, soft lips on his skin and fangs leaving dents to mark him on his skin.
"I want to keep you." He whispered. "Make you mine. What do you think? Then I can give you the world."
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In the beautiful room of beautiful things, Wei Ying has eyes only for Lan Zhan. He grins as the rest of their clothes come off and he can admire Lan Zhan's body openly, mouth watering with desire at the sight of him. "Lan Zhan."
Pounced, he dissolves into giggles, squirming beneath his lover as he's pinned down. Lan Zhan's growls and kisses tickle at his ears and his skin, and Wei Ying laughs with delight, shivers spiraling down his spine as he's kissed and nipped. "Lan Zhan."
Nodding, he licked his lips, making a soft noise of yearning. "I will be yours, Lan Zhan. Your lover. I will stay with you."
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“You’re very beautiful.” He said shyly, feeling greedy for him. “I ought to give you gifts in this room. Any gifts.” As he wanted nothing more than to please his mortal lover, to spoil and care for. “Dress you in fine robes and jewels in my palace.” He suggested. After all, Wei Ying earned it by staying by his side and Lan Zhan happily gives.
Warm with pleasure, “You’ll be mine…? Good.” For now, he finds Wei Ying very warm. He wants to warm him up, starting with sweet caresses and kisses. He starts slowly by giving him sweet kisses while stroking his soft thighs, teasing him, and gently brush against his cock with soft caresses and a good rub. Though it’s obvious he wanted to touch him, give him pleasure, and make him melt.