[ 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: 2020-01-12 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. ]