Return of The Yiling Laozu

One

With a deep, shuddering breath, Lan Wangji leaned in, pressing gentle kisses along Wei Wuxian's neck, his hands moving to unbind his wrists. "We will do this together," he murmured, "and I will make it good for you." Wei Wuxian's eyes searched his, finding the truth in his words. He nodded, his breath still coming in shallow gasps. Lan Wangji took his time, his kisses moving lower to soothe the pain, his hands exploring every inch of skin he revealed. He traced the curve of Wei Wuxian's shoulder, the dip of his collarbone, his fingertips leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Slowly, almost reverently, Lan Wangji pushed into him again, his movements measured and controlled. Wei Wuxian's body began to relax, the initial pain giving way to a deep, throbbing ache that grew more pleasurable with each thrust.

Lan Wangji could feel the warmth of Wei Wuxian's energy wrapping around him, pulling at the damaged golden core that had been the bane of his existence for so long. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt, a mix of agony and ecstasy that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Wei Wuxian's eyes grew heavy-lidded with desire, his breath coming in shallow pants as Lan Wangji filled him completely. He felt the energy swirling between them, the excess Yin within Lan Wangji's core reaching out to him, seeking the balance it so desperately needed. With a sudden jolt of understanding, Wei Wuxian opened himself up, allowing the Yin to flow into him, his own newly formed Yang energy responding instinctively.

As Lan Wangji's hips rocked against him, Wei Wuxian focused on the connection between them, his mind reaching out to coil around Lan Wangjis damaged core. He could feel the power within him growing, the resentful energy of his own body responding to the need. His eyes glowed with a soft, golden light as he directed his cultivation, sending forth a stream of pure Yang into Lan Wangji's core. The sensation was electric, a current of energy that flowed between their bodies, weaving together in an intricate dance of power.

Lan Wangji's movements grew more erratic, his eyes fluttering shut as the pain of his damaged core was slowly replaced by a warm, soothing heat. He could feel Wei Wuxian's energy seeping into him, repairing the cracks, filling the voids, and stabilizing the chaos within. It was a feeling he had never known, a sense of wholeness that seemed to be just out of reach. The pleasure grew with each stroke, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as the energy exchange grew stronger.

Wei Wuxian's breath hitched as he felt the golden core within Lan Wangji pulsing with newfound life. His own cultivation responded, the boundless Yin energy he had accumulated over the years of his unorthodox existence melding with the damaged core, weaving a new tapestry of power. His eyes remained fixed on Lan Zhan's, the golden light growing brighter with each pulse of their joined essences. He could feel the resentful spirits within him stirring, drawn to the light that was now emanating from Lan Wangji.

As they began to guide their spiritual energy together, letting their cores align, Wei Wuxian felt the first threads of true balance forming between them.

For the first time since he had returned to this world, Lan Wangji's body no longer rejected life.

Lan Wangji trembled beneath Wei Wuxian's touch, his breath unsteady as their spiritual energy entwined, pulsing between them like a tether that had always existed, only now finding its true form.

Wei Wuxian traced his fingers over Lan Wangji's robes, undoing each layer with a reverence he hadn't known he was capable of. He pressed a gentle kiss to Lan Wangji's jaw, then to the curve of his neck, feeling the way Lan Wangji shuddered in response.

"Wei Ying..." Lan Wangji's voice was hoarse, breathless, his fingers tightening around Wei Wuxian's wrist as if grounding himself.

Wei Wuxian paused, searching his husband's gaze, wanting to be sure. He saw no hesitation there, only raw, unguarded trust.

"Lan Zhan," Wei Wuxian murmured, brushing his lips over the shell of Lan Wangji's ear, "I'm yours."

The words unlocked something between them.

Their spiritual energy surged, colliding, merging. Wei Wuxian felt the Yin in his body wrap around Lan Wangji's Yang, tempering it, guiding it, feeding into the balance they desperately needed. The golden core within Lan Wangji pulsed in response, absorbing the energy, stabilizing.

Their movements grew more frantic, each thrust driving them closer to the edge. Lan Wangji's hips pistoned into Wei Wuxian, their bodies moving in a rhythm that was as old as time itself. The zither's melody grew louder, almost as if it were a part of them, a symphony of passion and power that resonated through the very air. Wei Wuxian's back arched as his orgasm crested, his body releasing a torrent of white-hot pleasure that seemed to consume him whole. He could feel the warmth of his release spilling over his stomach, the sticky evidence of his climax a testament to the intensity of their union.

Lan Wangju's eyes snapped open at the sight, his own release following swiftly. He drove into Wei Wuxian one final time, his body shuddering with the force of his climax. He filled Wei Wuxian completely, their mingled essences a symbol of their deep connection. The silver light from Wei Wuxian's eyes grew brighter, suffusing the air around them with a warm glow. The damaged core within Lan Wangji pulsed in time with their hearts, his resentment drawn into the boundless reservoir of Yin energy of Wei Wuxian's dantian .

Their breaths mingled, both ragged and uneven as they rode the waves of pleasure together. Lan Wangi's hips stuttered to a stop, his body trembling with the aftermath of his orgasm. He leaned heavily against Wei Wuxian, his forehead pressing against the other man's chest. He could feel the rapid beating of Wei Wuxian's heart, a rhythm that matched his own, a reminder that he was alive, that they were together.

Lan Wangji's grip tightened as their spiritual energies fully aligned, intertwining in a way that could never be undone. Wei Wuxian felt the shift in his own body as well, the pull of their cores binding them completely.

Wei Wuxian pressed a final, lingering kiss to Lan Wangji's lips, feeling his husband melt into him, surrendering to the moment, to them.

They were one. In body, in spirit, in soul.

Lan Wangji let out a soft sigh, pressing his forehead against Wei Wuxian's, the ghost of a smile on his lips. "Mine," he whispered.

Wei Wuxian let out a breathless laugh, brushing his fingers through Lan Wangji's damp hair. "Yours," he promised.

As exhaustion finally overtook them, Wei Wuxian pulled Lan Wangji into his arms, holding him close, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.

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