Dusk And Dawn ✔️

Part 2 :- To 'Have' and To 'Hold'

Xian bows too.

Finally, the uncle speaks, "YiJun, the masked man you injured, has been captured; he is with the physician now. We just finished interrogating him. Luckily, it doesn't seem connected with another kingdom. They are just bandits."

"I thought I killed him." YiJun frowns, but Xian smiles happily, "I am glad he didn't die. Killing people is bad. Jun is not bad."

"YiJun, if you are up for it, I need you to- " The uncle starts, but YiJun interrupts, "My apologies, Uncle, but can it wait till tomorrow? I have already promised Xian that we will spend the day as he wishes."

The uncle frowns slightly, but the king laughs. It's the first time he had laughed since the queen's passing, "Xian, is that what you have asked as a payment for saving YiJun's life?"

Xian nods.

"Brother, I am sorry, but YiJun never breaks his promises to Xian. Also, you need to take it easy as well. Let us deal with these matters tomorrow." The king informs and drags his brother from YiJun's chamber.

YiJun turns to look at Xian once more and finds the boy beaming at him, 'God... I have missed his smiles.' YiJun thinks, striding towards Xian and pulling him into his arms.

"Ouch... Jun! You are strong. Stop squishing me. Jun!" Xian squirms in Jun's tight embrace, and YiJun lets go. He feels happy and excited. YiJun feels like he can finally let go of the breath he had been holding for almost two years now, "Do you still want to play?" YiJun teases the younger boy, "Catch me if you can!"

Xian smiles mischievously, "Jun, you are in trouble now! If I catch you, I will bug you till you admit that you are Mine!"

Present

*Jiang residence*

"How about I call you Dawn?"

The animal wags its tail.

"You like that, Hm? I am glad. Now sleep with me." Xian buries his face in Dawn's soft fur and falls asleep.

Dawn closes its eyes.

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Lan Wangji opens his eyes to find himself naked in Wei Xian's arms. He feels disoriented. He pulls himself a little away and looks at Wei Xian's face before softly caressing the sleeping boy's cheek, "Xian..."

"Mmmmm...." Xian murmurs and tries to pull Wangji closer. He winces, "Ahhhhh..." when he uses his injured wrist.

"Xian, you are hurt. Don't move." Wangji whispers. He leans closer to Xian's face and licks the sleeping boy's lips. He moans and bites his tongue, drawing blood. He touches Xian's lips, "Open." he orders, putting his fingers on Xian's lips, and the sleeping boy complies, taking Wangji's fingers into his mouth and starts sucking on them.

Wangji moans louder, and his lips replace his fingers. He pulls the sleeping boy closer and pries his lips open; his tongue enters Xian's mouth.

A low moan leaves Xian, and his hands pull Wangji in by his neck. The kiss deepens. 'Xian... Xian- Xian!' Wangji's brain repeats as if on a loop, and he pushes Xian into the bed. His hand immediately moves between their bodies, and he palms the sleeping boy's clothed member and starts stroking it, without breaking the kiss.

Xian moves too, thrusting his hips into Wangji's palm.

'What am I doing?' Wangji thinks, and his eyes become alert. He at once removes his hand from Xian's lower body. He breaks the kiss and starts panting. He wants to touch; to kiss; to take. But Wangji stops himself. He gets off the bed, 'He may not be my Xian!'

Xian lets out a dissatisfied whine and goes back to sleep. and Wangji looks at the window, 'How did I change?' He opens the window, and sunlight hits his face. Out of habit, he shields his eyes, only to realize that the sun is not bothering his eyes like it usually does. He leans outside the window and stares directly at the sun. 'I have missed looking at it like this.' He thinks and smiles before truing to face Xian, who is still sleeping peacefully.

YiJun sits next to Xian on the edge of the bed. 'I kissed him again...I touched him... I have only ever made this mistake once, the first time. But I learned from it. I have never repeated it. So why am I like this now?... Can it really be him?' YiJun shakes his head and gets off the bed. He opens Xian's wardrobe and dresses himself in Xian's cloths. Feeling frustrated, he starts pacing back and forth in the room, 'I... I can control his mind. But everything else is exactly how it should be: Same face, same scent, and same taste.'

YiJun remembers why he had come to Xian's house in the first place, and he starts looking around the room: quiet and stealthy. He checks every nook and cranny of the room and finally finds what he is looking for in the desk drawer; he pockets it.

With his mission accomplished, he turns to leave, but a musky odor assaults his senses. He subconsciously moves closer to Xian once again, and a heady scent of Xian's arousal hits him with force. Wangji sways a little, and his eyes get a dazed look just like before.

He climbs up on the bed and sits between Xian's legs. He lowers his face and buries it between the sleeping boy's legs, breathing him in.

"Xian..." Wangji murmurs and unzips the sleeping boy's trousers. He pushes them down. He puts his mouth over the boy's clothed, erect member, and starts licking, kissing, and sucking it.

"Mmmmm....." Xian moans appreciatively and thrusts his hips up. His hands find their way into Wangji's hair holding the immortal creature right where he wants him, "Mine...."

{Note:- Word count 1603

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