[[忘羡 | WangXian 3]] : Our Flesh And Bones

Yours.🔞

Wei Ying was drowning again. These golden eyes were killing him, waiting for an answer, overflowing with love and tenderness. He now knew that his husband needed to be made love to slowly and tenderly. He was begging for his tenderness right in his very moment. 

He blinked his tears away and said in a coarse voice:

- I swear it. Lan Zhan, you will be mine again. I swear it.

Wei Ying took his hand and led him to the bed, taking his clothes off on the way there. Lan Zhan lied down, now just in his underpants, all flushed and shy. It was very rare that Wei Wuxian was so bold, but maybe it was the wine. Who knew? He got on top of him, and his hands now took the ornament from his hair, removing also his headband carefully, letting his hair fall free.

- You... Hanguang-Jun, you are the most beautiful thing in this world...  -  he murmured, in love.

Lan Wangji blushed more and reached out his hand to caress Wei Ying's lips, his hands gliding down to touch his chest, his nipples, his belly. Wei Ying moaned quietly and leaned down to kiss him, kiss his smiling lips, and carefully place soft, wet kisses on his shoulders, his breasts, his ribs.

- Wei Ying... Husband...

Wei Wuxian soon felt his hard-on between his legs, and smiled back.

- It is so easy to get you hard, my heart... - he huffed.

- Just you... Just for you...  -  Lan Zhan blushed and looked away.

- But you promised we will wait tonight... You---

- I never promised that, Wei Ying... Please...please...please...

Wei Ying's eyes were burning, he felt extremely turned on too. His mouth now was lightly sucking on his lover's hips, kissing his belly, while his hands gently pulled down his pants, revealing the marvelous sight he knew too well. Lan Zhan sighed with relief and satisfaction once he felt Wei Ying's hot lips on his cock – he was kissing ever so lightly, leaving small licks on it, taking only the tip in his mouth.

- Not fair... not fair, Wei Ying... Why are you torturing me... Why... - Lan Wangji scoffed hoarsely.

- Tomorrow... Tomorrow, my love... I promise... We will do it again... but better... Tomorrow, I will have you tomorrow... Say you are mine, Hanguang-Jun... Say it...

- Yours, Wei Qianbei... yours... uhh... mmmmm.... Oh...mmmmm...  -  he moaned and panted as Wei Ying opened his mouth more and took more and more of him into the moist and hot opening. 

Lan Wangji was awfully aware that his husband was extremely careful not to bite or press on any of his bruises and wounds – he moved very slowly, torturing him with this ever so tender petting. His body was arching, responding to the pleasure Wei Ying's hands and tongue were bringing him.

Wei Wuxian was watching the beautiful body underneath him writhe in pleasure and desire, and his head was spinning. Seeing his loved one so aroused, just seeing him – even without touching, made him so hard and so excited that he feared he might cum, absolutely untouched. He did his best to follow Lan Wangji's movements, letting their skin touch fully, avoiding any pain, leaving only the pleasure. 

He kneeled between his legs, his lips still welcoming Lan Zhan's sweetness, and he then opened his legs, letting his hands caress and massage, feeling his lover's muscles tense with the waves of ecstasy that flowed all over him.

- Are you alright, my heart? Is it good, Lan Zhan...?  Am I giving you pleasure... are you in pain, my loved one... Please, please, tell me. Let me know... -  he gasped.

- Wei Ying... Wei Ying... I'm dying... So much pleasure, my love... Don't stop... Please...please...please...

Lan Zhan could only close his eyes, feeling the warmth all over his body, and his heat was soon to hit him, as Wei Ying's fingers massaged and brushed against his opening, teasing him, while his mouth was leaving wet traces on his body, swallowing his cock too slowly, too carefully, letting saliva drip anywhere, everywhere. He squeezed his arm desperately, whispering hoarsely:

- I am close... Wei Ying... I'm so close...

Wei Ying let go of him for a split second only to lean in and kiss his mouth mindlessly, and whisper back:

- Mine. I want it all. Come, beloved.

Lan Wangji shivered all over, as he now felt his husband lift his hips up and take his full length in his mouth. He groaned too loud as he felt his cock push against Wei Wuxian's throat, too deep and so warm. He heard him choke, but he wouldn't let him go – his tongue embraced the bottom side of his shaft and he could not bear it any more – such love made him cry.

- I love you, Wei Ying! I love you, husband!  –  he cried, finally releasing his seed in the hotness and wetness that was like nothing else. He whimpered, riding his orgasm, feeling Wei Ying move a little to swallow, licking him clean, kissing his cock afterwards, making him shake uncontrollably with every touch.

Wei Wuxian was panting and covered in sweat all over, but he was smiling and licking his lips happily when he rested his head on Hanguang-Jun's chest, relaxing on top of him, hugging him.

- Was it good for you, my heart? Did I manage to make you happy? At least a little bit? – he purred, snuggling into Lan Wangji, content.

- I... How did you... It was... - Hanguang-Jun stuttered, still catching his breath. – Wei Ying...

- I love you too, Hanguang-Jun. – Wei Ying smiled. – I want to love you more... I want to love you better...

- There is no "more". There is no "better".  –  Lan Zhan mumbled, absolutely sure of it.

- Oh? So this was the best sex you've ever had, Hanguang-Jun? Eh? – Wei Ying asked cheekily.

Lan Wangji blushed and turned his head to the side, unwilling to answer that. He mumbled:

- You are drunk, Wei Ying.

- No. No, I'm not. – he grinned. – Tell me!

He jumped on him now, straddling him again. He saw how flushed Lan Zhan was, but did not know why.

- Wei Ying, do you realize we just had sex in my brother's bed? – he tried to change the subject.

- I don't care! Even if it's the Moon! Tell me! – he grinned, now taking Lan Wangji's wrists and pinning him to the bed, squeezing his sides with his knees too.

- No. – he mumbled and looked away.

- Why are you blushing, Hanguang-Jun?? Am I not the only one you have had sex with?!?  – Wei Ying mocked.

- Wei Ying! 

Lan Zhan looked up, hurt.

- Alright, alright, you know what I mean! – Wei Ying pouted, having totally forgotten Miao Lu; it wasn't important in his mind. It was a past part of his life that he wanted to forget quickly. 

He let him go, giving up, and rolled to his side, relaxing on his back.

Some minutes passed, and Lan Wangji grumbled:

- Our wedding night.

Wei Ying looked at him, confused, but then he realized what it meant. He placed his hand over Hanguang-Jun's chest and said seriously:

- You are my home, Lan Zhan. Forgive me. I hurt you once again, my love.

Lan Wangji turned to face him, his face was burning.

- You asked. I answered. – he said simply. – It was the happiest night in my life.

Wei Ying nodded, speechless, and cuddled into him, hoping that he would forgive him again.

- I'm sorry. – he mumbled. – I am an idiot... Forgive me.

Lan Wangji sighed.

- I just totally forget everyone else when I'm lying in your arms, my light... -  Wei Ying murmured softly.

Hanguang-Jun said nothing, but pulled the covers over them and pulled Wei Wuxian to himself, leaving no space between, sharing his warmth.

- Please, rest, husband. And don't forget about your promise for tomorrow night. – he puffed in Wei Ying's hair.

Wei Qianbei fell asleep with a smile on his face.