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marlowemuses2019-12-05 09:04 pm
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Wei Wuxian had been considering his approach for a week.
His friends had been drinking heavily that day (while it was still daylight, no less), and the conversation had turned to the beauties of campus. Mostly they discussed women, and much of the conversation lingered on the rejections they'd suffered.
Wei Wuxian had been quiet during this conversation, even though he was a shameless flirt with a known reputation. He was always casual in his flirtations, so that he rarely considered anything to be a rejection because he rarely asked for anything (unless it was for food or discounts), and he never lingered on thoughts of anyone in particular. So he had little to contribute to this conversation of yearning and rejection.
He toyed with a tassel as he listened, becoming slightly more curious as they discussed Lan Wangji. His friends were predominantly heterosexual, but they considered Lan Wangji to be both a competitor and an unreachable beauty. Theories flew widely about him, that he was asexual--no but he was surely a hopeless romantic under that cold exterior--perhaps sworn celibate, a monk!--or he was betrothed to someone from his clan and had to remain strictly loyal. In all cases the consensus was that no one could ever get him to go on a date.
"I'll do it," Wei Wuxian said. He surprised himself with the words, since he hadn't actually asked anyone on a date before. His friends stared at him in open-mouthed shock for a moment before they started insisting that Wei Wuxian was only teasing, and anyway he couldn't do it. Lan Wangji would never go out on a date with anyone, and certainly not him.
That cinched the deal. Wei Wuxian was determined to prove them wrong.
Their university campus was large, and Wei Wuxian had no classes in common with Lan Wangji, so it took some time before he found an opportunity. He saw Lan Wangji every few days around campus, but it was usually in passing or from across a quad. His figure in white robes was distinctive, but that didn't actually give Wei Wuxian any reason to talk to him.
In the end, Wei Wuxian decided to be forward.
Sitting on the library steps with a book open in his lap, Wei Wuxian was gazing into space and thinking about the theoretical implications inherent in the topic of the book rather than the book itself. When he spotted Lan Wangji crossing the quad, he wasn't about to let another week go by without results! He hopped up at once, taking his book with him as he went to intercept Lan Wangji's path. Blocking his way, he bowed once in front of him. “Lan Wangji? I am Wei Wuxian.”
His friends had been drinking heavily that day (while it was still daylight, no less), and the conversation had turned to the beauties of campus. Mostly they discussed women, and much of the conversation lingered on the rejections they'd suffered.
Wei Wuxian had been quiet during this conversation, even though he was a shameless flirt with a known reputation. He was always casual in his flirtations, so that he rarely considered anything to be a rejection because he rarely asked for anything (unless it was for food or discounts), and he never lingered on thoughts of anyone in particular. So he had little to contribute to this conversation of yearning and rejection.
He toyed with a tassel as he listened, becoming slightly more curious as they discussed Lan Wangji. His friends were predominantly heterosexual, but they considered Lan Wangji to be both a competitor and an unreachable beauty. Theories flew widely about him, that he was asexual--no but he was surely a hopeless romantic under that cold exterior--perhaps sworn celibate, a monk!--or he was betrothed to someone from his clan and had to remain strictly loyal. In all cases the consensus was that no one could ever get him to go on a date.
"I'll do it," Wei Wuxian said. He surprised himself with the words, since he hadn't actually asked anyone on a date before. His friends stared at him in open-mouthed shock for a moment before they started insisting that Wei Wuxian was only teasing, and anyway he couldn't do it. Lan Wangji would never go out on a date with anyone, and certainly not him.
That cinched the deal. Wei Wuxian was determined to prove them wrong.
Their university campus was large, and Wei Wuxian had no classes in common with Lan Wangji, so it took some time before he found an opportunity. He saw Lan Wangji every few days around campus, but it was usually in passing or from across a quad. His figure in white robes was distinctive, but that didn't actually give Wei Wuxian any reason to talk to him.
In the end, Wei Wuxian decided to be forward.
Sitting on the library steps with a book open in his lap, Wei Wuxian was gazing into space and thinking about the theoretical implications inherent in the topic of the book rather than the book itself. When he spotted Lan Wangji crossing the quad, he wasn't about to let another week go by without results! He hopped up at once, taking his book with him as he went to intercept Lan Wangji's path. Blocking his way, he bowed once in front of him. “Lan Wangji? I am Wei Wuxian.”
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The teeth grazed at him like a question and he whined, wiggling beneath Lan Zhan. That hesitation made him impatient. He wanted everything and he wanted it now. "Bite me, Lan Zhan. Mark me. I want to be covered in hickeys tomorrow. I want you."
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He pins him to the bed, breath hot as he sank his teeth on his throat, biting him hard, sucking on his skin, feeling the pulse. Eager to touch him more as he bites him, rewarding him with hard kisses and sucks, his hands wandered over his chest and then slides between his legs to pressed against him and squeezed him to feel him.
"Want you." He murmured, echoing after him as he helps him undress, stripping off his clothes to gain more access to him.
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Gasping as that hand slides down, groping him, Wei Ying grinds up into it without hesitation, eager for more. The situation has shifted so suddenly, one kiss turning hungrily into more. Wei Ying hasn't done any of this before, but he doesn't want to stop.
Nodding once with eager desire, Wei Ying starts helping to strip off clothes, wanting to have access to Lan Zhan's skin as soon as possible. "Lan Zhan."
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He bites him, leaving marks on his pale skin. Clumsy at aim and execution at first, but he relishes the feel of biting his soft skin. Not hard to leave a bruise, but firmly to leave red marks. Bites followed by passion-fueled kisses and loving licks over the marks to soothe away pain.
He’s surprised that he’s just as eager. “Wei Ying, wait...” He just needs a moment to strip off his robes. Everything felt hot all of a sudden that his clothes are becoming a barrier.
Lan Zhan is shy being naked in front of his lover for the first time, but once the clothes are off, his cock, long and thick is eager and isn’t shy, but eager.
Nuzzling on his hair, close to the shell of his ear and gently sucking on his earlobe, while his hands search him caressing over his slender waist and chest, feeling him. “What are we going to do next...?” He asked. “Is this how we’re going to do it…?” Lan Zhan is curious, never having done this before. "Do I get to touch you?"