[ when Wei Ying was taught to achieve the impossible as a child, as a youth, as a teen, the end goal was probably not to end up in a quiet part of town with Lan Wangji kissing him quiet and stating they should be cultivation partners. when Wei Ying was taught to pursue what he felt, go after what his heart beat for, it probably was not a lesson in how to laugh and kiss and grin against Lan Zhan's lips all at once. when Wei Ying was taught to fight for those he loved, protect those that he held dear, defend what he saw as right, it was not necessarily a reminder to ensure he did what he could to see that barely-there smile on Lan Zhan's face as often as he could, at whatever cost he might have to pay. and while those lessons might not have had this result in mind, Wei Ying certainly is grateful to them, because he is sure that he would not be here, filled with happiness, if they had not been taught to him.
Wei Ying lets his arm come up and slide around Lan Zhan's shoulders, finger tangling in silken strands slightly while he tries to keep himself grounded.]
Mmm cultivation partners, that sounds terribly responsible and perfectly amazing, Lan Zhan. As for talking, would you like me to tell you what else my mouth could be doing? Because I have read som-mmmf.
[ as it turns out, kissing Wei Ying is a very good way to shut up him.]
[ It was hard to ignore the fact that Wei Ying was so happy, like the emotion was spilling out of him in every direction and flooding the world around them. It was hard to kiss him because Wei Ying's lips didn't seem to want to stay in one place - laughing or talking or grinning.
Lan Zhan had felt like he had been pulled taut enough to shatter, his frustration and his desperation rendering the moment far too sharp and fragile. But Wei Ying's happiness was slowly taking a toll on him. He was starting to relax, starting to let some of that happiness bleed through into him too, now that he was starting to believe this was actually real and not a poorly timed joke that would be ripped out from under him. He felt his skin prickle under fabric as Wei Ying's arm slid around him, and he wondered if the man could hear his heart thundering from here.
He was trying to find a way to actually voice his feelings rather than cut off all speech when Wei Ying spoke again and reminded him of exactly why he had been trying to shut him up in the first place. His face felt flaming - even if he didn't look it, and he quickly silenced him with a hard kiss, pressing closer than he was before, his kiss still clumsy but an edge of hunger was lacing into it. ]
Shameless. [ He accused in a low breath against Wei Ying's lips. But he didn't seem to be stopping... ]
[ there is a very good chance that Wei Ying was going to be insufferably cheerful and pleased for the next, oh, forever about all of this. he can feel the tension in Lan Zhan slowly slipping away, melting off of him as ice might with a spring thaw, can feel Lan Zhan accepting this as a truth and not something that Wei Ying is saying to tease (there are many things he will say to tease, even more so with this turn of events but-- it would be a different kind of teasing. a whole new world has opened up for him now.) it is impossible for Wei Ying to not be happy about this, to not let the joy he is feeling bubble up and over.
when he first met Lan Zhan all those years ago, white jade on the rooftop in the moonlight, he was immediately drawn to him. throughout the years, the studies and battles, short meetings and long ones, Wei Ying has always been a little fixated on him. it took him a long time (too long) to realize why. (actually, he didn't figure it out at all, Huiasang said something and suddenly Wei Ying couldn't breathe because, ohgods, he really did love Lan Zhan). and now-- now he had Lan Zhan pressed against him, mumbling shameless against his lips far too fondly for him to take it to heart.]
Mmmm, says the one kissing me in public. Ah, Hanguang Jun I am rubbing off on you in all the best ways I think. [ and when he curls an arm around Lan Zhan's lower back to press them flush, no room at all between them, it is nearly a literal statement. ] Lan Zhan....
[ Ah. Yes. Public. He'd actually forgotten. He didn't know how Wei Ying managed to make him forget these things, but he did, and now he was forced to acknowledge the fact that they were being incredibly indecent.
Or. Well. He would acknowledge it, if Wei Ying hadn't then gone and completely derailed him by pressing their bodies flush. It pulled a deep, low groan from his throat and he pressed closer, threading an arm around Wei Ying's waist and pulling him up harder against him. He was quickly losing all sense of self control that he had carefully kept up until this point, his eyes falling shut as he shifted a little against Wei Ying's body.
Ah. Yes. This was a problem. Even though layers and layers of fabric between them... ]
Privacy, then. [ He decides roughly, forcing himself to pull away, his breath coming too hard and a hunger in his eyes that he couldn't quite hide. His hand wrapped firmly around Wei Ying's, threading their finger together. ]
[ where Lan Zhan has tugged him to, there are no prying eyes and even the bustle from the street seems muted here. that, of course, could entirely be from the blood rushing to Wei Ying's head at how close Lan Zhan as, but he was still pretty sure that they were not being watched right at this moment.
which is why he lets his head fall to Lan Zhan's shoulder when he is pulled close, which is why he lets a hitched noise spill past instead of just teasing words. even if he didn't really know what he was doing, that didn't lessen the sheer amount of want that seemed to ignite in him. he makes a quick decision to see if he can make Lan Zhan spill more of those noises, likes the way the deep sound shakes his chest, and is curling his fingers into the fabric at Lan Zhan's back when the warmth is gone and--
oh.
oh that-- Wei Ying laughs again, but there is something smokey about it. the happiness is still there, still overflowing, but there is also something a little darker, responding to Lan Zhan. he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and cocks his head to the side as he steps back.]
So no ice cream then? Ah, Lan Zhan, you had best be sure that what you want privacy for is better than ice cream. [ of course it will be. Wei Ying thinks sitting in the room copying rules with Lan Zhan is better than ice cream. ]
[ It's still outside, it's still on a street, and people could still wander by whenever they wished. It was private enough for a conversation, but not--
The heat ran rampant, if unseen, beneath his skin. ]
Later.
[ Honestly? Ice cream is the last thing on his mind, right now, but he did promise, so he'll see it through. Just... later.
Wei Ying had been the one with the porn, before. Him and his friends. But it had given Lan Wangji enough of an idea that a little more research had ended up in a spiral he would never admit to. He'd seen enough images now to flood his imagination in a terrible, degenerate way. Would he really be able to face his brother, if he did this?
(Would he really be able to calm his blood, if he didn't?)
He didn't reply to the question, just tugged Wei Ying roughly behind him as he quickly calculated the fastest way to privacy. An Inn, maybe, but that came with other complications. They were too well known, this close to Cloud Recesses. His quarters, maybe? But they were far and then he would be breaking at least 80 rules and both of them would get deeply punished for it. The woods? Private, potentially, but not comfortable. Even if much of the documentation of such activity did take place in them. So, a choice: ]
[ since figuring out that the desire to have Lan Zhan's attention on him was perhaps a little less friendly than he initially thought, Wei Ying has made a few trips to some interesting stores to get some books of a less-than-appropriate variety. well, no, they were perfectly appropriate for what he wanted, but they were certainly the kind of book that would have him in trouble in any other aspect in life. right now they were all he needed to conjure up some very interesting ideas about what else could be done and--
you know what, maybe they were gonna get him into some trouble now too because he just kept thinking, kept imagining and it was making all of this very difficult to not trip over his own desires and maybe his own feet as well while Lan Zhan tugs him behind. there are more words, teasing and shifting, about ice cream and uses of time but he is fairly sure that the heat in his bones isn't going to fade with ice cream at all, it will only be soothed with more Lan Zhan.
everyone always said that he was as cold as white jade. even if right now the heat of his palm in Wei Ying's feels like it could burn the town to ash.]
Inn or--- oh! [ blame the fact that most of his blood is no longer circulating his brain for the momentary confusion. he steps closer behind Lan Zhan, smile in his voice even as it trembles slightly. (thinks about how Lan Zhan really wants this, how this is so much more than he thought he would get, so much more than he was worthy of, wonders if-- )] Lan Zhan, wherever you wish to go works for me.
[ I will follow you anywhere implicit in the softness, the way he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and smiles. ]
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Date: 2020-01-10 02:27 am (UTC)Wei Ying lets his arm come up and slide around Lan Zhan's shoulders, finger tangling in silken strands slightly while he tries to keep himself grounded.]
Mmm cultivation partners, that sounds terribly responsible and perfectly amazing, Lan Zhan. As for talking, would you like me to tell you what else my mouth could be doing? Because I have read som-mmmf.
[ as it turns out, kissing Wei Ying is a very good way to shut up him.]
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Date: 2020-01-10 03:36 am (UTC)Lan Zhan had felt like he had been pulled taut enough to shatter, his frustration and his desperation rendering the moment far too sharp and fragile. But Wei Ying's happiness was slowly taking a toll on him. He was starting to relax, starting to let some of that happiness bleed through into him too, now that he was starting to believe this was actually real and not a poorly timed joke that would be ripped out from under him. He felt his skin prickle under fabric as Wei Ying's arm slid around him, and he wondered if the man could hear his heart thundering from here.
He was trying to find a way to actually voice his feelings rather than cut off all speech when Wei Ying spoke again and reminded him of exactly why he had been trying to shut him up in the first place. His face felt flaming - even if he didn't look it, and he quickly silenced him with a hard kiss, pressing closer than he was before, his kiss still clumsy but an edge of hunger was lacing into it. ]
Shameless. [ He accused in a low breath against Wei Ying's lips. But he didn't seem to be stopping... ]
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Date: 2020-01-10 03:07 pm (UTC)when he first met Lan Zhan all those years ago, white jade on the rooftop in the moonlight, he was immediately drawn to him. throughout the years, the studies and battles, short meetings and long ones, Wei Ying has always been a little fixated on him. it took him a long time (too long) to realize why. (actually, he didn't figure it out at all, Huiasang said something and suddenly Wei Ying couldn't breathe because, ohgods, he really did love Lan Zhan). and now-- now he had Lan Zhan pressed against him, mumbling shameless against his lips far too fondly for him to take it to heart.]
Mmmm, says the one kissing me in public. Ah, Hanguang Jun I am rubbing off on you in all the best ways I think. [ and when he curls an arm around Lan Zhan's lower back to press them flush, no room at all between them, it is nearly a literal statement. ] Lan Zhan....
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Date: 2020-01-12 06:49 pm (UTC)Or. Well. He would acknowledge it, if Wei Ying hadn't then gone and completely derailed him by pressing their bodies flush. It pulled a deep, low groan from his throat and he pressed closer, threading an arm around Wei Ying's waist and pulling him up harder against him. He was quickly losing all sense of self control that he had carefully kept up until this point, his eyes falling shut as he shifted a little against Wei Ying's body.
Ah. Yes. This was a problem. Even though layers and layers of fabric between them... ]
Privacy, then. [ He decides roughly, forcing himself to pull away, his breath coming too hard and a hunger in his eyes that he couldn't quite hide. His hand wrapped firmly around Wei Ying's, threading their finger together. ]
Now.
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Date: 2020-01-13 08:18 pm (UTC)which is why he lets his head fall to Lan Zhan's shoulder when he is pulled close, which is why he lets a hitched noise spill past instead of just teasing words. even if he didn't really know what he was doing, that didn't lessen the sheer amount of want that seemed to ignite in him. he makes a quick decision to see if he can make Lan Zhan spill more of those noises, likes the way the deep sound shakes his chest, and is curling his fingers into the fabric at Lan Zhan's back when the warmth is gone and--
oh.
oh that-- Wei Ying laughs again, but there is something smokey about it. the happiness is still there, still overflowing, but there is also something a little darker, responding to Lan Zhan. he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and cocks his head to the side as he steps back.]
So no ice cream then? Ah, Lan Zhan, you had best be sure that what you want privacy for is better than ice cream. [ of course it will be. Wei Ying thinks sitting in the room copying rules with Lan Zhan is better than ice cream. ]
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Date: 2020-01-14 04:54 pm (UTC)The heat ran rampant, if unseen, beneath his skin. ]
Later.
[ Honestly? Ice cream is the last thing on his mind, right now, but he did promise, so he'll see it through. Just... later.
Wei Ying had been the one with the porn, before. Him and his friends. But it had given Lan Wangji enough of an idea that a little more research had ended up in a spiral he would never admit to. He'd seen enough images now to flood his imagination in a terrible, degenerate way. Would he really be able to face his brother, if he did this?
(Would he really be able to calm his blood, if he didn't?)
He didn't reply to the question, just tugged Wei Ying roughly behind him as he quickly calculated the fastest way to privacy. An Inn, maybe, but that came with other complications. They were too well known, this close to Cloud Recesses. His quarters, maybe? But they were far and then he would be breaking at least 80 rules and both of them would get deeply punished for it. The woods? Private, potentially, but not comfortable. Even if much of the documentation of such activity did take place in them. So, a choice: ]
Inn, or woods. Choose.
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Date: 2020-01-16 12:38 am (UTC)you know what, maybe they were gonna get him into some trouble now too because he just kept thinking, kept imagining and it was making all of this very difficult to not trip over his own desires and maybe his own feet as well while Lan Zhan tugs him behind. there are more words, teasing and shifting, about ice cream and uses of time but he is fairly sure that the heat in his bones isn't going to fade with ice cream at all, it will only be soothed with more Lan Zhan.
everyone always said that he was as cold as white jade. even if right now the heat of his palm in Wei Ying's feels like it could burn the town to ash.]
Inn or--- oh! [ blame the fact that most of his blood is no longer circulating his brain for the momentary confusion. he steps closer behind Lan Zhan, smile in his voice even as it trembles slightly. (thinks about how Lan Zhan really wants this, how this is so much more than he thought he would get, so much more than he was worthy of, wonders if-- )] Lan Zhan, wherever you wish to go works for me.
[ I will follow you anywhere implicit in the softness, the way he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and smiles. ]