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Since Wei Wuxian had finally moved into the Cloud Recesses, Lan Zhan didn’t know what silence was.
It was a nice contrast from all the years she had been in silence, thinking, worrying, longing, grieving. But that was over, and the constant talking of her wife made her feel safe. Like a constant reminder, that she’s here now, with her.
But it also caused that every time Wei Wuxian went to night hunt with the juniors, she would get nervous. Every activity felt more consuming than usual, even if it was just grading papers.
Usually, when the day was over and every sect needs were attended, she would relax, feeling the caress of her wife on the back of her neck. Lan Zhan would lean into her touch, drawing comfort from the chaste kiss she would plant on the top of her head, Wei Wuxian would smile and guide her int0 the bed... Other things then would happen, but Wei Wuxian wasn’t there with her now.
She had fallen so hard for Wei Wuxian that anyone could see stars in her eyes and hearts on her cheeks when they were together. She still remembered the nights when she was a teen, spending hours writing poetry by the small lamp on her bedside table before sleeping, trying to capture Wei Wuxian’s beauty with all the vocabulary she could think of. (But any vocabulary she could ever learn wouldn’t be enough to express all she felt, she had never been good with words anyways.)
She wanted to hold her hand forever, never letting her go again, because the thought of losing her again hurts more than her mind would let her imagine.
But hopefully that won’t happen. She won’t let it happen.
It seems like someone heard her prayers. Some short minutes later, clear nearby footsteps were heard. Quite audible and only becoming more so. Soon after, the door opened, revealing an all too familiar figure to Lan Zhan as she turned to fully sit on the bed. She didn’t smile, it was something she wasn’t used to but Wei Wuxian knew she was happy to see her come back earlier than expected. Wei Wuxian smiled widely as she shut the door and then rushed towards the bed, flopping right down facefirst. Lan Zhan almost smiled at it. Her wife was making her do all kinds of things she hadn’t done before, like laughing without fear or smiling at the slightest hint of happiness.
"Another long day for my Lan Zhan?”
She nodded. She couldn’t comprehend how her wife always looked even more beautiful than the last time they saw each other.
“I bought something we could try” Wei Wuxian slowly turned her face to her wife, she busied her hands, letting down Lan Zhan’s hair.
“You need to get naked first” Wei Wuxian grinned, nuzzling her face against Lan Zhan’s. She nipped and kissed down her jaw to her neck. And coming back to her mouth, kissing the plump lips and slipping her tongue inside, tasting the sweet taste she always misses when she’s not with her.
She hadn’t expected to ever have this ever again, to be so close to Wei Wuxian. And Lan Zhan can’t say no, she doesn’t want to either.
“My wife is the very image of perfection” Wei Ying drizzled some of the oil she had bought into her hands. The vendor had told her it was a blend of soothing oils supposed to leave your body and mind, balanced and relaxed. Perfect for my Lan Zhan, she had thought before buying it.
She warmed the liquid with her hands after closing the bottle and laying it on bedside table next to the bed.
She wanted to get every inch of her wife’s body, so she decided that it would be smart to start from the bottom. Kneeling at the foot of the bed, she started digging her thumbs into the sole of Lan Zhan’s right foot and massaging it in a way that she hoped was pleasurable. It seemed she was doing nice, assuming from the way Lan Zhan softly squirmed at her sudden touch.
“You’re the beautiful, Lan Zhan” Wei Wuxian whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Lan Zhans’s foot, then massaged the other and gave that one a kiss too. Then, she moved up to her calves, parting the legs so that she could get on the bed and settle between them.
Lan Zhan had a fair amount of softness to her legs, but they were also very firm from all her training. She scooted backwards a little so that she could lean down and kiss her wife’s thighs
“I’m so lucky, having such a perfect wife like you.” Wei Wuxian whispered, loud enough so Lan Zhan could hear and then placed a little hickey on her wife’s velvety thighs, which made the taller woman let out some cross between a grunt and a moan, muffled by the pillows where she was laying her head.
Taking a deep breath, Wei Wuxian then realized that her next destination was Lan Zhan’s cute, firm ass, right next to her curvy hips. But first she squirted more oil into her palms and warmed it. She placed one hand on each of Lan Zhan’s ass cheeks, kneading and grabbing. Oh, if this is heaven I can’t wait to ascend, Wei Wuxian thought.
“W- Wei Ying, you’re shameless!” Lan Zhan let out when she felt her wife’s lips on her ass, trailing kisses down her hips. Trying not to moan, she squeezed her thighs together, silently clutching her pillow.
“Relax Lan Zhan! I’m just taking care of my pretty wife” Wei Wuxian stopped the kisses and decided to move on, running her hands along the curve of Lan Zhan’s hips before pressing into the taut skin of her back and skimming along her sides. The always serious and solemn Han Guang-Jun seemed to wiggle when her wife raked her nails up her sides.
Meanwhile Lan Zhan was not comfortable with exposing herself, always wrapped in her pristine white clothes with the subtle details of light blue, representing the Lan Sect. She had never been, actually, not even when she was young. She had always bathed on the Cold Spring when she was alone and still, she had always felt too exposed. Then again, most people didn’t have her scars. Their bodies were pure and unmarked. The marks on her chest and on her back told too much of her story to be let seen by anyone.
She knew her wife has gotten a hundred and one different scars, each with its own memory but the ones in her back are different. Wei Wuxian knew Lan Zhan is not keen on talking about them, after all she knows the reason. If kisses could heal scars she would spend a lifetime kissing them, washing the pain away.
She couldn’t help but run her finger to trace along the long scar on her left side. However, before she could withdraw her hand, Lan Zhan leaned into the comfort, exhaling slowly.
Maybe together they could start to heal the marks, and move forward.
So, slowly she started to rub Lan Zhan’s back, kneading the taut muscles with her thumbs and then moving up to her shoulders where she felt incredibly tense under her hands. The soft lights still on the sky spreaded across the room, lighting Lan Zhan’s skin up with a golden ethereality. Wei Wuxian moved her hands down again to trace along the scars and then embraced Lan Zhan’s waist like she never wants to let her go. In the low light, she could just about make out the marks curling over her body. “I will take good care of you”
She massaged her back and then again her shoulders the best she could and then she leaned down to kiss her wife’s neck. “I love you,” she whispered into Lan Zhan’s ear.
Lan Zhan let out a soft pleased sound when Wei Wuxian continued to kiss her neck, slowly descending down her back. The soft sound her wife let out made her feel a pang of arousal, possessed by how much she wanted her. Wei Wuxian moved her hands down to her lower back.
“Would you roll onto the bed for me?” Climbing off and rolling onto her back, Lan Zhan did as her wife asked. Gently, Wei Wuxian parted Lan Zhan’s legs and started to kiss the insides of her thighs.
Lan Zhan made a noise of agreement, and Wei Wuxian continued to kiss her thighs, giving her one last little kiss before moving upwards. As hard as it was to ignore Lan Zhan’s pink, needy cunt, and the dark shock of hair above it, her breasts were quite tempting as well. First, though, she re-oiled her hands and massaged the slim plains of her wife’s stomach. Her long and elegant fingers dipped down into Lan Zhan’s belly button.
Half because she was ticklish and half because the sudden warmth on her stomach surprised her, Lan Zhan jerked a little. Wei Wuxian noticed and leaned down, looking at her face she slowly circled her tongue against her stomach, feeling the warmth of her wife’s skin. She peppered kisses all around her stomach and she only stopped when Lan zhan made a small noise of complaint against her teasing.
So Wei Wuxian finally set her sights on Lan Zhan’s breasts.
Wei Wuxian longed to take one in her mouth. She knew that Lan Zhan didn’t like them, they were bothering for her posture, for writing and for her clothes, that would usually look very different on her than on the other’s disciples. She had always been self-conscious of her big size. But Wei Wuxian loved them, she couldn't grab them with just one hand but they were soft and with rather large nipples.
She first massaged them, although it was more like groping. We Wuxian would be lying if she said she hadn’t think about doing this when she studied on the Cloud Recesses as a teen. Those days when he had to write the Gusu Lan’s sect rules again and again, she dreamed about her head between those strong thighs, she had wanted to grip her cute breasts and swallow every moan that echoed out of those scholarly lips or to fill the library with nothing but her moans and whines and to make a mess of those papers in Lan Zhan’s table.
Much time later she then discovered that Lan Zhan had also never thought about the rules when they were on the library but instead of of kissing her all day, of how it will feel.
On one drunken night Lan Zhan had confessed it all to her, about how she had no idea about how would their lips fit together, whether Wei Wuxian would keep her lips open or closed, or if she would feel as much as her. Back then, the teen Wei Wuxian didn’t know that, oblivious of the way Lan Zhan was burning with desire for her.
It had been torture for Wei Wuxian too though, watching her body in front of her everyday and not being able to run her hands all over it. Thick thighs, wide hips, large breasts…
But now she finally had her, after all those years, she finally could lover her properly.
Thinking about those old fantasies and making them true now made Wei Wuxian crave her even more.
She could see Lan Zhan’s face from there, coated with a thin layer of sweat and flushed, biting her fine lip, her clear golden eyes half-lidded. She wanted to kiss her, hard, to leave her panting and just proceed with their usual activities but he had promised herself this was Lan Zhan’s night. She would treat her wife like the princess she was, like a goddess, like she always wanted to do. To give her back somehow all those years they had been separated. It would never be enough but she had all eternity to try. If she could, she would spend her whole damn life peppering her with kisses, telling her how pretty she looked every second, replacing the sad and hurtful memories with nothing but happiness. Finally , happiness.
After Lan Zhans’s breasts were glistening from the sheen of the oil, Wei Wuxian finally, finally leaned down and indulged, wrapping her mouth around one of Lan Zhan’s nipples. The contact made Lan Zhan feel unbearably safe, tears springing to her eyes when Wei Wuxian sucked hard on her sensitive nipples.
Wei Wuxian’s eyes were focused on the tiny movement on her wife’s face, watching what she liked the best. She could feel Lan Zhan’s heated skin in her mouth. “I love them”
Every part of her was so perfect it takes Wei Wuxian breath away. She deserved more than she could ever give, she had so much to make up for.
At first Lan Zhan was too shy to do anything else than closing her eyes, immersed on the pleasure but when she slowly opened her eyes, she could hardly see, her line of sight obscured by her own breasts and Wei Wuxian’s eager sucking and grabbing. Still, she knew her wife probably looked delightful. She used her hand to stroke Wei Wuxian’s head as she moved to the other breast, grabbing and pinching its wet nipple.
The thought that she was pleasuring Lan Zhan brought her pleasure of her own. She closed her eyes as she bit softly at the nipple in her mouth, and then dragging her tongue on circles around the soft flesh as her other hand groped and prodded over Lan Zhan’s body.
“So beautiful,” Wei Wuxian murmured around Lan Zhan’s breast. She crawled down Lan Zhan’s body and looked at her pussy, licking her lips in anticipation. She didn’t know where to start, she was so excited, she had been waiting too much.
Wei Wuxian felt that Lan Zhan always looks beautiful but even more like this, spread and open. Her thighs were glistening from the massages and already so wet, just from that.
But Wei Wuxian was wet too. She couldn't help it. Lan Zhan was just so responsive, just deserving of all the pleasure Wei Wuxian wanted to give her and more, much more.
Lan Zhan’s whole body shook when Wei Wuxian finally kissed her wet pussy. She could feel the way Wei Wuxian looked at her, pure adoration on her eyes and she couldn’t help but let out a little gasp. Wei Ying is here now , she thought.
Her gasp, as her wife parted her folds her with her fingers is divine. Lan Zhan is divine.
Wei Wuxian’s tongue strokes were fast and broad, sloppy at first; however Lan Zhan seemed pleased enough, moving her thighs inwards to squeeze Wei Wuxian’s head.
Wei Wuxian started to press her tongue down harder when she moved it, and when Lan Zhan groaned deep in her throat, she pulled away. She loved hearing her wife’s voice as she was losing all of her usual composure, abandoning her cold persona in favour of begging for satisfaction.
And Wei Wuxian always gratefully supplied.
She moved upwards just enough to find Lan Zhan’s clit, took it into her mouth, flicking it and putting pressure on it with the very tip of her tongue.
Lan Zhan bucked in reponse, a wave of gasps and moans filled the room and Wei Wuxain just clutched her hip tighter, pulled her up closer so she could get her tongue into Lan Zhan. Finally, finally, her taste is all she's been looking for, hot and slick as Wei Wuxian sucked at her clit.
Lan Zhan hooked her legs around her wife’s neck at that, reeling her in with both her perfect legs and her grabby hands. Wei Wuxian didn’t mind, quite pleased with her own skills. Every time Lan Zhan pulled her closer or moaned, it only told her that she was doing well.
She was trying her hardest to pleasure Lan Zhan, always worthy of the worship. Wei Wuxian slowly got two fingers into her wife, and she could feel her pulsing around her and thrusting up to meet her fingers, intoxicating how desperate she is. All of he is intoxicating.
She hollowed her cheeks on Lan Zhan's clit and twisted her fingers inside and the room it’s filled by nothing but moans and the wet sound of her pussy. Wei Wuxian felt that everything from her is perfect; her taste, the varying pitches of whines and whimpers and moans coming from her lips, the way her hands yank her hair to bring them closer, everything.
Wei Wuxian desperately wanted to pleasure herself, reaching a hand between her thighs but it was Lan Zhan’s turn now. She could wait a little more.
Lan Zhan started to get a little more active, pushing Wei Wuxian’s face deeper into her pussy as she rolled her hips upwards.
Wei Wuxian took that opportunity to awkwardly work her tongue into Lan Zhan’s passage along with her fingers. As clumsy as it was, Lan Zhan started to buck wildly, shouting and moaning. She wanted to be buried in her, her fingers, her mouth, to get closer.
Lan Zhan cried out, her whole body quaking against Wei Wuxian’s mouth.
While continuing to eat Lan Zhan out, she thought about the image of her wife spread, completely nude, her large breasts bouncing as she jerked her hips forward and back in sync with her fingers and tongue, panting and moaning out Wei Wuxian’s name over and over again. One of her hands covering her flushed face and the other grabbing Wei Wuxian’s hair. Just thinking about the state of her wife, drowned in pleasure, made her snap so she flipped the skirt of her robes up, glad that she had easy access to herself. She cried out, moaning into her wife’s pussy as she got two fingers inside of herself. Lan Zhan hardly seemed to notice, she just felt the vibrations of her wife’s moaning, thrusting her hips wildly and covering Wei Wuxian’s face with her slick.
Her mouth was starting to get just a little bit sore from wagging her tongue so much, but she didn’t stop, it was all worth it just to hear Lan Zhan’s noisy whining. She could feel Lan Zhan’s sweet flavour hitting her tongue, dripping off of her chin but she never wanted to stop.
She would be happy if Lan Zhan just kept her locked between her smooth legs forever, forcing her closer and closer until all Wei Wuxian could feel was her and her moans.
As her walls tightened around her own fingers, Wei Wuxian eased another one in, matching the pace with her tongue as Lan Zhan’s movements grew more erratic and her whines even louder. Her wife’s pussy twitched and squeezed her fingers so adorably she couldn’t help but teasingly spread her fingers, stretching and pushing against the velvet walls.
The first wave of her orgasm hit her, washing over her. But that was just the beginning because Wei Wuxian didn’t stop, fucking her harder until her pussy clenched even tighter. The feeling has her toes curling, her whole body shivering as she tried to use the hand grabbing Wei Wuxian’s hair to ground herself.
She wants and wants and Wei Wuxian gives and gives.
Lan Zhan’s head snapped back as her insides contracted a gush of liquid splattering. But that easily sent Wei Wuxian over the edge, and she also released all over the pristine white sheets of the Gusu Lan’s sect sheets. Wei Wuxian licked up what she could, letting the rest hit wherever it did onto her face.
It took a moment for Lan Zhan to catch her breath, her body as still twitching a little from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Slick wetness coated her pelvis, her belly, and, upon further inspection, Wei Wuxian’s whole face and hand and wrist. Her face was a mess, all wet with a mix of her wife’s slick and the oil she had used to massage her wife’s thighs. But she didn’t care, couldn’t care.
“Sorry Wei Ying” Lan Zhan breathed out.
Sorry? Sorry, how can Lan Zhan ever be sorry? She intercepted the words at their source, couldn't stand to hear them. She smiled when she saw how embarrassed Lan Zhan looked about her mess.
"Don’t be sorry," Wei Wuxian rolled on top of Lan Zhan.
She kissed her wife’s lips softly and tucked her head beneath Lan Zhan’s chin, her now smaller body fitting perfectly together with her wife’s body as they entangled their legs. She brushed a strand of Lan Zhan’s inky black hair out of her eyes, Wei Wuxian smiled sheepishly as she tuck it behind her ear. “I love you” she whispered.
Wei Wuxian thought, how could she survive now that she has felt Lan Zhan’s lips locked against hers?
How could she ever live without the feeling of Lan Zhan’s soft pearly skin under her hands when she’s roaming down her sides?
Without the way her body fits so nicely pressed up against her?
Without her smell filling Wei Wuxian’s nose?
Without her whines that sound like music?
Without the feeling of her wife’s chest rising with every breath when she’s sleeping soundly?
Without the way her fingers lace so perfectly with her hand?
How could she ever live without her lips that feel like home?
It wasn’t long before Lan Zhan’s breathing switched to a sleeping rhythm. Wei Wuxian wasn’t surprised, she had seemed to be tired when she first stepped into their bedroom. It was a nice feeling, watching Lan Zhan finally rest after a long day. She grabbed the covers that were not completely wet and tucked it over both of them before she gave her wife another kiss on the forehead and then fell asleep herself, safe in her wife’s arms.
On the morning, Lan Zhan look at her wife sleeping and wanted nothing but to love her, eternally. Let us be right this time. Let this be a new beginning, a new first kiss, a love gone right, she thought.