When We Meet Again (The Untamed Sequel)

Chapter 9 - Significant Other

"Let the self judge the right and the wrong, let others decide to praise or to blame"

-Ma Dao Zu Shi

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Warning: Mature Content

Lan Wangji

It was past nine. The curfew has already started. But there is no sign of Wei Ying's return. He went for a walk after meeting my uncle, since I had to tutor the juniors.

Not expecting him any sooner, I disrobe to go to sleep. But I have no luck. It seems like I've already gotten used to sleeping with Wei Ying by my side. After a while of laying wide awake, I hear the doors open and I see him enter.

"You're still awake?" he asks, removing his outer robes.

"Hm"

"Can't sleep without me?" With a grin, he climbs on to the bed.

Instead of laying down he climbs on top of me and straddles on my hip. Diving down he places his lips on mine, kissing in rough movements, heating my body. I deepen the kiss and our tongues meet, as my hands move on his back pulling him closer.

Feeling his mouth on mine wasn't enough, I wanted to feel his whole body. Every curve and muscle. So I sit up and hug him. He puts his hands around my neck, pulling us close just as I desired.

"I want you," he says. "Make me yours Lan Zhan"

"As you wish," I say.

I crash my mouth into him, earning a groan. I remove his inner robes and feel his bare skin with my hands. Lifting him I turn us over with me on top of him. I find his lips again. He parts my robes and I remove them as he wishes. He wraps his legs around me and grinds against my arousal, and I grunt as his trouser create friction against my skin.

I lick his earlobes and he gasps. I move down biting his neck, kissing his chest, flicking his buds and I earn a breathy moan. I remove his trousers and take him in my mouth, and I hear him moaning my name. I move my hand on the part that doesn't fit in and I push the fingers of the other into him.

He muffles a scream with his hand. "Lan Zhan..." there's a plea in his voice.

Lifting my head I say "Choose how."

He sits on my lap and pushes me to the bed in reply. Reaching to the nightstand I grab a vial with oil and hand it to him.

"Oil. It'll reduce the pain"

He applies a handful on me and pushes me in him, and starts moving to find our own rhythm. His movements are just right. I feel my insides burn in pleasure. Soon my breathing becomes heavier. Every time he makes an expression, made a sound... It drove me to feel things that I can't fathom words to describe. I want to keep them in my memory forever.

He increases his speed and my hands move on their own, grabbing his hip to help him move. He feels too good, almost making me forget who I am. All I could think about is how good he feels against my skin.

I give up, and let my voice moan out the pleasure, which makes Wei Ying move even faster.

"Is this great Hanguang Jun moaning?" he asks in between his own moans.

I groan in reply as he clenches around me.

"You're mine," he says almost demanding, and I can't help but completely give into his play.